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Torture of a broken mind....unanswered questions and disasterous disappointment. The thoughts are so close to truth yet so far from actuality. The door unlocked but no handle to open. Looking through an open window into a night as black as pitch. Courage to take the first step and fear to take the second. A well laid plan is only as good as the person that plans it. Execution must be exact and the outcome is unknown. The battle wages and the army is no where to be seen. Victory is in my grasp but the defeat pins my hands. The torture of MY broken mind...to understand this is to know me, to know me is to love me, to love me is to fear me, and to fear me is not to understand me. (this is the inner working of my contradiction. Makes sense?)
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Truth
Posted On 10/24/2007 09:04:36
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"It is so easy to forget that you are alive, or at least, to appreciate that you are truly alive, that every sunrise is yours to view and every sunset is yours to enjoy. And all those hours in between, and all those hours after dusk, are yours to make of what you will.--Those wasted moments , those hours of sameness, of routine, are the enemy, I say, little stretches of death within moments of life"
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