Void.
It's easy to assume the opposite of "love," is "hate," but when you get down to it, that's not really the way it is.
When you really hate something, it still holds a spot in that, deep, secret place where you keep things closest to you.
It's still passion.
Indifference is when she doesn't hear you ask how her day was.
When no one calls on your birthday.
Love is warm and hate is hot.
Indifference is just numb.
Losing a best friend....to the world.
Happenings
Have you changed or been set free......
is this the new you or a suppressed identity that on the brink of disaster emerged out of a sea of fire....
arms raised and feet barely touching the gravel...
but you hit the ground running!!! Relentlessly searching for something you had all along....
please don't conform...
it feels so good but you are evolving from a place of pain and moving at the speed of light...
I can't catch you & I'm afraid.....
breaking barriers but falling victim to catastrophe because to you it taste like victory...
winning and losing all at the same time.
They clipped your wings....
but you kept flying only this time you were coasting....
drifting....
you feel like your soaring...
until gravity sets in....
and somewhere between here and there you find yourself lower than when you started.
I'm sorry you had to find out this way....
I'm sorry that despair has shackled you.....
Im sorry your still not free....
