when chemistry goes awry and becomes lemontry, when the slightest differences expand to gaping abysmal chasms, when the very clouds in the sky increase so much in mass (mess = Me) that they succumb to gravity and plummet like screaming flaming Icarus, when the very skies turn so dark Mustafa shopping center disappears, when past mistakes and trivial grievances become an insidious poison blighting the same way a china made mattel toy does, when one becomes two just like a amoeba binary fissioning, when one road winds and meanders to naught but blasted rocks and broken shards, when the epilogue screams at you and shreds you with claws like cruel knives
look, but do you see? for those shattered pieces of glass are but glistening stars, pieces of heaven on earth. for the end of the road means its time to water parade; time to massage the weary shoulders of other companions who have walked alongside thus far. its is not what has become; it is what will follow what has become, be it cecome, decome or eecome. maybe income
the body bleeds to clot the wound, pain rips through your hand to withdraw it from the boiling kettle; tears fall to expel and nullify the pain, a pain antioxidant. without pain there is no healing; without healing there are no scars; and scars are but a memorial to a memory long gone. a war memorial honors not the pain and suffering, but the hopes and laughter and the calm before the storm
reminisce, but never regret; forgo, but never forget
| Thoughts Became Words At 12:29 PM |
