Journal Entry: Day 5: Numb… June 13, 2010A Chapter by Jason Knightll our memories are scattered around the floor...Song: Why "
Secondhand Serenade/Everything " Ryan Knorr Mood: Numb… Hopeful All our memories are scattered around the floor. My iPod is
on repeat, and its lyrics resonate through every part of my body. “Why do you
do this to me? Why do you do this so easily?” Was it something I said? Maybe
something you felt? Just tell me… It would be a rather interesting alternative
to the numbing of my soul. I would rather prefer the guilt settling into the
mold of my veins. My prison is soaked in dry tears, for I cry not like you, but
I rather possess a soul cry. A soul cry can shatter life right out of
existence. It goes deeper than what meets the naïve eye. “You make it hard to
smile, because you make it hard to breathe…” It is quite the opposite of luxury
to say that I am comfortably numb. I am numb. I do not feel numb. Yet another
oxymoron. I am a living contradiction. I am all that I am not, but all that I
am not, is all that I am, though I am what I am, and am nothing of what I am
not. “Don’t tell me I’ll make it on my own,” you know I won’t… I
won’t be able to take it. I can no longer wake up alone… Damn it… There I did
it again. I let my selfishness get to me. I’m so sorry. How are you? I realize
this is not any easier for you. I love you. I can promise you this will all be
okay. If lie is a riddle, let it riddle us on. I am a living contradiction. What
if I’m not the hero? What if I’m the bad guy? You’re everything that I could need, the air that I will use
to breathe… Wasn’t long ago, when you and I first picked our favorite song… And
all I know… It helped us grow. I love you. I love you, dear girl with scarlet
butterflies in her neon green eyes. © 2010 Jason KnightReviews
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3 Reviews Added on June 14, 2010 Last Updated on June 14, 2010 AuthorJason KnightShippensburg, PAAboutI am art. I am alive. I am everything you dream of. I am part of all your nightmares. I am love, and I am hate. I choose life over death. I am you, I am me. more..Writing
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