Thoughts
Before I forget.These thoughts poke through my mind with the intention of sharing them,at best I will remember to write them down,at worst they will just pop up mid sentence while I am doing something else.These things I want to write jump back and forth years and weeks,days even.I meant to finish what I was saying about my memories are like fragmented pieces that rush throughmy head,now I can finish what I said! It like a kaliedescope of sorts,my mind turning to try to fit the pieces and colors in to some formed thought or memory.I think now I started that though last year,yes last year and now more pieces come in.I do not know why they leave,I have never known why they come.I suppose I was meant to gain insight for some reason..but I forgot.
After the storm there is silence, a surreal place around you that takes time to take root. It is in this space of what seems of nothingness where strength is grown. We can always count on the familiar; the pain, the chaos, yet it is in the quiet that we are not comfortable with. Breathe and feel the peace within.The life has slowly drained out of me
I am forever
tired
No energy at all
I miss all the things I always miss, yet
there’s no ache
I wait
for it to come
and it never does
I am
Empty
“Slowly we unfurl as lotus flowers, all I want is the moon upon a stick, just to see what if, just to see what is…” -Lotus Flower, Radiohead
Been listening to Radiohead nonstop for the past couple of days.
