cj

constantly inbetween states, half of me clings on and half of me practically runs away; except im not that equally divided. not necessarily lost but definitely in distress. my head is bolted and my legs are conditioned, the locations are known I JUST CANT SEEM TO MOVE for now. but thats ok because temporary is just exactly that. hey, we all have our flaws just like we all have positive features. i see beauty in every every day faces and sometimes i wonder if i notice too much. but i dont believe someone can be too aware, stay alert right? i try and take it all in...its a lot to take in. i can be an asshole, im sure you can be too. i can be a huge bitter asshole cursing the slow passing days. i must remind myself more often to stay calm, days only go and i know a lifetime is not long enough, definitely not long enough to sit around and have pity for my lame ass. so i wake up and hold my head high- high in spite all of thats behind the door. steady movements, a strong voice, and painted lips dont mean i dont hide my face wishing to sink into yesterdays memories. yesterdays memories...thats cute but time doesnt stop nor does it come back, it just ticks. one way. so you just gotta get on, move on and thats exactly what im doing- moving forward trying not to get stuck along the way.