November 1998 - A letter to myself

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A letter to myself

Dear me, can you ever, ever think straight?
Can you ever know if everything is ok?
Is my life full of questions?
I wonder how I feel about that...

Dear me, do I ever get any answers?
Can I stop beating myself up for the world to turn?
Do I get mad and lonely?
Do I laugh hard sometimes at nothing, when I think too much?
I wonder - where I am...
Ha! Ha!

Dear me, do I know where intend to go?
Will I ever love myself when I find that place?
Will I, love somebody else in that place, somewhere?
When I ponder on that journey further.
Did I know that my words kill other minds conversations?
Will I ever meet that perplexed destination?
As I could go on yet more...

Dear me,
STOP!
 

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