Wednesday, March 1, 2017
i seem to go through periods of this.
one day will i look back at all these posts and feel something?
nostalgia?
my language seems to be deteriorating every period I appear back on this blog
degeneration.
should i feel grateful for this depression?
for without it, I would not be chronicling these thoughts.
she said,
where'd you want to go?
how much you want to risk?
choose suffering.
choose courage.
choose to live.
it takes strength to carry on
to recognise,
that the end of your misery,
bodes the beginning of their grief.
and that choosing to suffer,
is more noble than you think
cling on if you must
to every strand of hope
to every distraction
any thing that keeps you
feeling alive
like a drowning man
grasping at empty straws
just stay afloat for another moment
ask, ask for help
it's okay to be vulnerable.
will some one come along and analyze this?
stream of consciousness
virginia wolfe?