1.27.2012

Hope

And the hit takes us away
into a fantasy world,
where dreams come true;

Lovers fly and riches are won,
we laze about the ocean
and upon candied sand

Oh yes, this hit is so powerful.

But when we fall,
expectations fall.

And when we fall,
we fall.


What's the most dangerous drug?

I personally believe it to be hope. You take a hit, and you delude yourself, fantasize, dream about things that are improbable. And when they aren't actualized, you fall.

Oh, how you fall.

It's the worst type of crush than any drug. It can crush you, break you, cripple you. But there's nothing you do, except keep on hoping.

I feel so... for lack of a better term, "emo", right now. I don't know what I want. I'm confused. Every time I feel that I decide on my feelings, the rest of me just doesn't follow through. I have a swelling in my chest that just needs to let out into a big ball of tears. I feel that would be the perfect cathartic release.

But I feel unable to. Confusion is the worst.

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