Sunday, October 10, 2010

Falling v.

1) the loss of balance, resulting in the surrender to gravity, thus decending.

2) the worst thing you can do for a man.


You feel an awful lot better today. Last night you were in a bit of a funk, thinking that things are a little bit bad on the man front. But now, you've slept. Em was right, you should sleep before you think of anything else to get you down. It'll make you feel better, she said. Well, while she was sleeping, you were working on saving a situation. You were working your ass off to create some sort of illusion, which people would find themselves confused by. It worked. You had enough information that could make the decision go either way. You played a game of true or false. Only you know the answer. He guessed false. You just smiled because you won't say. Not until later, or even not ever.

The trick is not to let reality escape you. If you lose sight of it, when it comes back it hits you and it's too big a shock for you to handle. It makes things hard to see clearly again, because the emotional blow that reality brought with it has clouded your vision a little bit more.

Emotions make you think drastically, and accentuate every little wave into a monsoon. The next step is to try to fix the situation and go out of your way to correct it, and for the most part failing. Then you do something or say something that makes you feel ridiculous, and the cycle of feeling like shit continues. You're lucky though, you have the ability to crack the cycle when you've had enough of it.

"we make plans to kiss the sun at night,
hopeless dreamers, hopeless types
shedding skin you show your beauty scars
don't forget me or who you are..."

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