Friday, January 25, 2013
I've figured it out
it's not anything else
just
guilt, guilt and shame.
or is it the other way round?
shame. shame and guilt.
that keeps me away from the edge
yet. for now. still.
soundscapes that just embody what you feel inside. almost as though you could just disappear into them.
one day, we will too.
we'll fade into the depths
no. sink. rumble, tumble and crash. oraybe even,surf and turf.
into the depths of despair.
height times volume. base area x length.
why do we fear the absence of life?
when we hate it so much everyday.
in fleeting moments
our final peaceful resting place.
let us sleep, for a little while more,
till our bones gleam, against the tar black soil
our last remnants of who we were inside.
strong enough to believe in something, in something else, beyond convention. we tried to dream.
but not strong enough to realise, and build the castles we've always held in our minds.
and nothing else in this earth would ever satisfy that hole inside our hearts.