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The World Behind Me
01.31.05 (1:37 am)   [edit]


Twas one of those days. The type of day where you reach down to stroke or scratch ones leg, and find a light mist of wetness clinging to ones' stocking. Damp weather. The sky was crying over something I knew not of.
Not a bad day I suppose. Rowell (My house) had the most points for sports day. *nod* We won, which was good.
We lacked a person who didn't attend, and I was asked to participate but didn't do so. Too many sprains. My ankle needs a break. Next time, perhaps. Hasn't stopped me feeling guilty though, and angered. They shouldn't push people who don't want to do it. Simple. We still won, so stop the bickering.
I ran though. I ran all the way home, without stopping. It felt good. No warm up, just a full-on sprint, uphill, downhill, staircases...nothing stopped me. Just the wind and the pain. Something you fight against, too. Something you want to feel and don't, both when you run and when you stop.
Its a good feeling. Daggers down your throat, searing into ones' lungs... Pain shooting up and down your legs till you wish to collapse. This world has no room for anyone to collapse. It does, but it doesn't.
I slowed at the gate. I couldn't feel. And sometimes I don't want to. Pain's a relief from both circumstances. The middle way. Don't try it.
Damned wedgies. Its hard to run in jeans.
I've figured something out though. What I crave most is pain. Its not necessary to like something, to crave it. Physical, mental. I don't know what happens once its transferred. Perhaps its a form of inspiration. Perhaps its what I've grown used to, like some form of drug. Perhaps it just reminds me. Perhaps.

The crying wolf

second to none
in every fear
the light in eyes
that disappear

The thorns that caught
the fur that mat
all the blood
where it now sat

The eyes that saw
the pain that grew
what it had done
it never knew

All it felt
from what it could
an untamed life
as now it stood

To howl right up
for what was lost
and begged on claim
its silent posse

And so it lay
beside the lake
to cry its end
and silent fate.


My kingdom for a book...Just the one.

UPDATE!: I've added a hug meter to the right-hand column. Feel free *grin* I seem to need them as pick-me-ups. *laugh* Happy to hug everyone back. Cheers mi doves.
 

posted by: trivedi (reply)
post date: 01.31.05 (1:58 am)

who wrote that


posted by: VodkaB (reply)
post date: 01.31.05 (4:10 am)

Reply to: trivedi
I did.


posted by: angiekruger (reply)
post date: 01.31.05 (4:47 am)

that picture is so sad :-(


posted by: VodkaB (reply)
post date: 01.31.05 (5:10 am)

Reply to: angiekruger
Tis...:) A form of self-identification borne of dreams.


posted by: newbie (reply)
post date: 01.31.05 (7:27 am)

*Nuzzlies like in the wolfz pic - together forever -* like tat. warm, fuzzy n tender. like tat. to keep warm. love. like tat. to feel as one.

coz we are.


posted by: newbie (reply)
post date: 01.31.05 (7:27 am)

n a 100 huggiez =)


posted by: newbie (reply)
post date: 01.31.05 (7:30 am)

a million zillion gillion to come =).


posted by: newbie (reply)
post date: 01.31.05 (5:03 pm)

i only had time to look at the pic and read the poem, but i was blown away. i loved it. if u wrote/drew both of those, wow. i love to write poetry and i draw all the time too. gj


posted by: jennirae269 (reply)
post date: 01.31.05 (9:02 pm)

That's a great picture. Sad, but touching, as well as the poem.


posted by: VodkaB (reply)
post date: 02.01.05 (12:20 am)

Reply to: newbie
*nodnod* One.


posted by: VodkaB (reply)
post date: 02.01.05 (12:20 am)

Reply to: newbie
Ta e! *hug*


posted by: VodkaB (reply)
post date: 02.01.05 (12:20 am)

Reply to: newbie
I can't even count that far. :p


posted by: VodkaB (reply)
post date: 02.01.05 (12:21 am)

Reply to: newbie
Thanks. I didn't draw the pic, but the poem is/was mine. :)


posted by: VodkaB (reply)
post date: 02.01.05 (12:21 am)

Reply to: jennirae269
:) Thanks hon.


posted by: jennirae269 (reply)
post date: 02.01.05 (12:27 am)

Reply to: VodkaB
*hugs* to you!


posted by: VodkaB (reply)
post date: 02.01.05 (12:40 am)

Reply to: jennirae269
hugs right baq atcha. :)


posted by: jennirae269 (reply)
post date: 02.01.05 (12:53 am)

Reply to: VodkaB
Thanks! *feels better already*


posted by: VodkaB (reply)
post date: 02.01.05 (1:10 am)

Reply to: jennirae269
:) tis all good.


posted by: newbie (reply)
post date: 02.01.05 (11:14 am)

Where my huggie button go!!!

who pull my buuuuutttton!!!

:P

*hugz u*


posted by: VodkaB (reply)
post date: 02.01.05 (1:11 pm)

Reply to: newbie
hehe tsk :p Its still dere, lurking. must be over bandwidth ;)
*hugs*

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