My world falls apart...torn by teenage hormones and the stress of the last year in highschool...the pieces are picked up by confusion, and in an attempt to put my world back in order, it succeeds in creating a delusion; everything will be okay. It won't be, and I know it, but my defence mechanism, repression, kicks in, and the light dissapates around me and the spotlight shines on one single place; one step behind me. The light is supressed by my nostalgia, and as a result I can't see what lies ahead, or around, only what is past. I take one step back, and the house lights come up and I re-live the tragic moment, when one simple "no" leads to disdain...when one night out leads to impurity of the soul...when one persons' cries cannot be heard for what they are and in turn a life is sacrificed because of our deaf eyes and blind ears, our dumb hands and numb mouths. And with this, eventually our lies are twisted into truths and then technically we will be living a lie coerced by our attempt to right the wrongs in the past of which we cannot change...and upon reflection, this becomes who we are with the spotlight one step ahead.
 Disproven_Theory · Wed Apr 23, 2008 @ 10:09pm · 1 Comments |
