Chapter Three-Argument

          Will the severity continue when both sides collide in an epic battle of will, wittiness, and strength? The exhaustion flows out and disperses throughout the lingering stagnant air. The intensity of their words fades into the solemn night, but the emotion remains, scarred, tattooed unto their aching, miserable hearts. Will the mercy unfold and forgiveness resume its undeniable course, the course than runs deeper than the deepest river? Or will fate converse in this vigorous and utmost manner of dagger-like words that slice the air as if thrown as a physical blade? Words that may fall on deaf ears only for history to repeat itself until that endless cycle is unquestionably broken and ripped apart from the inside out and outside in to end the mayhem that haunts. Only then can history never be reiterated as time moves viciously onward, triumphant over the ages and the millennia. Why are arguments so pure with raw emotional obscured pain, but lash out and strike so violently in an unrelenting and unrestrained way? What do these things truly accomplish by tormenting with harsh words that evaporate into particles of air, but abandon emotional hurt to scar the heart in a bloody romance, known only to the heart and the searing pain that times scars over to heal. Time, controlled by none, yet ruler of all. Time can kill, time can cure. Sands of the hour glass fall, breaking the silence…

          Signed,

                   Yours truly

Reviews

[Amanda]

This is probably my favorite entry of the whole journal (so far!). It makes me think and think until I can't think anymore, but it's okay because I like to think-I love to think.

[BelowABridge]

so many biting words in a row. Like each one takes a stab at the anger in fighting. Intense little paragraph and I really like it. I like when you just write like this. Flowing thoughts and no shape or structure, just like a journal. :)