kitart

artist's mind
2002-12-21 16:15:43 (UTC)

wondering whats next

the sun continues to rise. no matter what happens with me,
to me, that continues.

full up of broken glass shards of pain. losing N. i think.
cannot see into the future. the patterns are gone. and
i'm blind to it. how odd that sounds.

it may be over soon. perhaps. i find myself half hoping
it will. to rest, to go into darkness. maybe no more
pain. no more impossible demands.




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