segunda-feira, 27 de outubro de 2008

Frustrated Fears

I am scared of the possibility of being alone. Scared of the possibility of getting lost. Of the possibility of not doing what I really desire to do, and not doing what I think I was made to be doing (Because right now I do what I do, no pleasure gained). I am scared of not finding my better-half. I am scared that he's lost out there and he won't find the way to my arms. I am scared of so many people in the world: will I be forgotten? Will I ever be noticed? I have so many fears and they are so heavy, that I am scared I might not be able to walk with this weight. I am so scared of all the possibilities I have from the moment I wake up, but I am mostly scared of not seeing them, and letting them go before my eyes. Like I always do.

Um comentário:

Vâmvú disse...

Adorei!!! Pesado... mas o medo de se ter medo e de de se paralisar com esse proprio mesmo faz tudo ficar mais pesado ainda...
Melancolicamente poético... mas... pra que tanto medo, não é mesmo? Se joga... a vida é cheia de possibilidades e caminhos...
Adorei mesmo!!!
Bjs

solução

Hoje eu perdi o dia porque fiquei dançando no quarto. Eu sofro por dentro e meu quarto está uma bagunça, achei  melhor  dançar.