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Title: Time: Friend or foe
Category: full of life
Blog Entry: Mistakes, torture, and confusion. All I do is do this to myself. Thats why I'm writing this post I can end the pain and no one else. Ya know this was supposed to be a poem but I don't know what it is anymore. My soul is tainted and it aches my heart, my heart is pained and it clouds my mind, my clouded mind leads me to make mistakes that do nothing but taint my soul further... A cycle that I have new clue how it started. What else is there to say? Dare I bare my soul again? Tell you my secrets? my dreams? my lies and miss deeds? I want to tell you about how I took the chance and poured my soul out to one person and it counted for nothing. That person cast me aside too full of their own self inflicted shit and pain. But I won't. Because it is a story those of you who needed to know already do. This post is about moving on not the past. I have regrets no 20 year old young man should have. Regrets that form a snake that wraps tightly around my heart and everytime I think of....Things it bites and fills me with a bitter poison that seeps into every crease of my mind. The poison hasn't knilled me yet which means one of two things. Either this death will be one conditioned on time or the firey liquid ice flowing through me is an ode to the amazingly strong person I am and am soon to become due to this trial. Time is my biggest enemy espescially in the form of the past.