Tuesday 2 October 2012

Stop

I'm on self destruct, and I'm down to single digits.
I'm over doing things, pushing things, perusing things.
Constantly on the go with no time to breathe,
Running from memories and past scenes.
If I keep on and don't stop, the past will stay at bay,

Until I stop.

I'm afraid to stop.

Stopping hurts more than the running, the pushing and the pursuing.

I can't keep on like this, I'm so tired. 

I need to face the silence of an empty weekend.

I need to exist in nothing, and be nothing in its existence.


I'm on self destruct, and I'm down to single digits.
I'm over doing things, pushing things, perusing things.
Constantly on the go with no time to breathe,
Running from memories and past scenes.








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I started this Blog to document the amazing streak of bad luck I was having throughout 2010, I'd like to think my luck has changed for 2011...time will tell.