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Losing Time
It wasn’t so much as losing my hair that bothered me the most sadly that was kind of expected the loss of energy had been explained as well as was the limited appetite No, none of these things really bothered me honestly, the idea of how beautiful life really was and what it meant didn’t leave an impact on me either dying has that kind of effect where nothing matters outside of the imagination’s surreal tranquility disturbing yet serene bizarre yet somehow peaceful living and yet quietly dying Sitting in that chair while chemical after dreadful chemical is pumped into my veins; while excruciating pain travels the course of my soul; while I’m lying there helpless waiting to either survive another day or die even slower than what’s fair I realize that there is a certain emptiness within the bitterness of losing time |
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"I realize that there is a certain emptiness within the bitterness
of losing time" Yes... and it can be seen in the eyes.. and heard in the cries.. this is a beautiful portrayal of the saddest walk on earth.. as it hurts.. and then it's over.. |
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(((Mig)))...If this is you, there is much I would like say to you...This reads like the taste of dark chocolate, bittersweet....
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"..No, none of these things
really bothered me honestly, the idea of how beautiful life really was and what it meant didn’t leave an impact on me either dying has that kind of effect where nothing matters outside of the imagination’s surreal tranquility disturbing yet serene bizarre yet somehow peaceful living and yet quietly dying.." Loved this Mig.. |
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(((Mig)))...If this is you, there is much I would like say to you...This reads like the taste of dark chocolate, bittersweet.... No it's not me though someone very close to me |
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"..No, none of these things really bothered me honestly, the idea of how beautiful life really was and what it meant didn’t leave an impact on me either dying has that kind of effect where nothing matters outside of the imagination’s surreal tranquility disturbing yet serene bizarre yet somehow peaceful living and yet quietly dying.." Loved this Mig.. Thanks Ainjel |
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dying has that kind of effect where nothing matters Truely when death comes nothing really matters then the word "vanity" makes meaning the endless search for wealth for love for beauty it all ends then what's the essence? It's just a punishment we serve Till we pass. Nice one. Reminded me that I just made a step to my grave when I woke up this morning |
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