Monday, July 7, 2014


How strange for feelings to be so much heavier than a mountain.
How strange for feelings to be so easily transferred to a pen's tip.

They are fleeting but permanent -
Carved deeply into the shadows of our memories that pass.

I resign to fate and its most unanswerable questions.
I resign to love and pain and insecurities that change me as I come and go.
I submit to the will of the cruel world,
But I cannot make peace with it.

Make no mistake.
Though I have accepted the reality of this world,
I am not here to un-live my life.

To live by the current or against it,
Each stroke to move forward or back,
Rests upon my choices.

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