Friday, March 4, 2011

Living With My Ghost

Back and forth
Like a pendulum
We go here and there
Each with our own ambitions, beliefs and experiences
We stop and talk
We walk by and never say a word
Everything we touch, touches something else

We do not stand still
We cannot stand still
The more answers we find, the more questions we have
The more we understand, the more it doesn't make sense

We throw ourselves into pain
And we inflict pain on others
When will we learn?
History has taught us nothing but everything all at once

The world is ever changing
We are on a mission to find ourselves
The selves we already are
We found ourselves just as we lost ourselves

We are and we aren't
We must stop to go
We must lose to find
We must die to live

Back and forth, back and forth

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