Sunday, August 13, 2006

Random Thoughts

Everyday is a new battle. I fight with one of my many selves. Victory and defeat are both mine. And so, I remain ever pensive.

Serenity is within. If only I could reach out. If only I would stop expecting someone else to draw the line from start to finish in the maze box of my thoughts.

Did I let those moments of hope pass me by or did they choose to ignore me? Maybe i'll meet them on busy highways yet again, but this time, recognize them. Wait, I think I lost their id.

This couch of complexity that I'm sitting on seems so very comfortable. I collapsed right in. Why do I feel like i'm sinking then?

Do random thoughts strung around confusing emotions look beautiful or strange? Tied around the neck of this calm night, they seem familiar. Too familiar for comfort perhaps.