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Thu 7 Aug, 2003 09:01 am
night is coming
and i'm starting to feel scared
not of the darkness
but of the feelings that come with it
you see
i've been scarred
scarred by your life
scarred by your death
scarred by every thought of you
that runs through my whole body
little moments
burnt into my mind
burnt into my skin
burnt into my heart
engraved into my soul
(which i'm sure was meant to be as one with yours)
but all these scars
i just ignore
because the only scar
i can think of right now
is yours
the one just above your lip
the one i used to kiss
everytime we lay together
(and i loved lying naked in your arms)
but those little moments are gone
and now night is coming...
i'm so scared.
I find it ironic that the difference between being scared and scarred is the letter r. All it takes is one event, one thing and your life is forever changed. Happiness, peace, tranquility is so fragile. How do we ever recover?
sometimes i don't think we ever do recover...
but life goes on... with or without us...
so we learn to deal... find a nice safe little place in our hearts to lock away the pain....
we just have to be cool, put our super hero cape on, our jocks over our pants, secure our goggles and standard issue super hero crash helmets and face the world... it's all we can do...
....or jump into the Pacific (your case) or a snow bank (soon - my case).
One of my brother's lost his 12 year old son last September, a tragic accident that should never have happened. The family is irreparably scarred. At this juncture in their lives, they don't aspire towards happiness, but simply some relief from the unbearable anxiety and sadness that weighs so heavily on their hearts.