People and Places
Sometimes things never work out the way that you’d hoped, sometimes you wonder what it is you’ve done wrong, why people have acted out of character or why the people in your life that you care so much for leave without a trace. It leaves a void within you whether it would be a metaphorical biopsy of the heart or an echo of an old memory which can make you smile, yet stings everytime you re-awaken it from the dormant recesses of your mind. Then there are people who are only in your life for a brief moment in time and you wonder why they were ever in your life in the first place. Was I destined to meet you or was it a mere happenstance, a stumble in the road that I happened to meet your acquaintance? Are you trying to teach me something, show me something about myself or are you out to exploit me? The latter seems like a formidable answer and it’s answers like this which make the world such a lonely place. So, who are we? How did we evolve into such social beings? Was it through survival, Darwinism? Or was it symbiotic relationships we’ve forged with everything else that exists in the world? People, places, they’re both socially dynamic, always changing, evolving. New buildings are erected in places you once knew to be something else; People change, they grow and blossom into something more than real, love. But there is always a flipside to that coin, gluttony, jealousy, hate. As much as we rely on human beings in order to survive there are those who’d much prefer solitude, wallow within their own misery, whether it would be continual mourning of a loved one, someone with an Icarus complex and as their wax wings melted, they crash and burn time and time again or those which have given up with life. I honestly don’t know what I want anymore, I just feel like I’m pandering in the aforementioned and transfixed in my own personal equivalent of limbo. More cerebral torture for one to endure.
It’s funny how the words we never say can turn into the only thoughts we know
Posted May 15, 2012 at 11:50pm
