June 6, 2011

tangled up in blue



My mind is in knots. Every aspect of my life has it's own cluster, each memory has a thousand roads, and every person I know seems to have a novel of a past with me. There are scientists trying to find drugs to erase memories, I feel like in my case, I'm a perfect candidate because I could surely let go of some.
I wish I could forget the bind I have with people, and how I'm so weak with forgiving, so fast to forget but never really move on. This hold on my is like a thousand strings pulling at my heart, not in a hurry to let me be.
Nothing can ever be enough anymore. And I'm scared sometimes, because it's hard to remember everything beautiful that makes me thankful for this life. Still aching for a fresh start.



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