Poetplayhouse

Swinging The Mood

August 7, 2010

This is your daily source of emotional prescription. If symptoms persist consult your boyfriend.

 

Stream of Thought

I feel as if everything I do is starting to lose its meaning. Life, its getting to me. The things that I really want to do against the things that I have to do. The way my career path has been going, I’m pretty much screwed. I feel isolated. The things that I really want to do with my life will take a lifetime before it happens, at least that’s the way I think it’ll end up. I’m jumping in with both, taking the risk. This time it might cost my life or what my life could be.

I better do something drastic and fast. I feel like my life is slipping away. I guess it’s that time of a person’s life to make a bucket list before it’s too late. Hope and Dreams can be so tiring, I’m stretched so thin. The balance is futile . I am aware that I can’t always get what I want, I’m trying so hard but sometimes getting what you need can never be enough.

Wishful Thinking

I wish every bond is strong as time, I wish that it could endure. I feel as though the moment I take that step and try again, I would lose more than anything I will gain along the way. I take a step and I lose everything. You are everything to me…You’re the only part of my life I never want to lose… 

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