...Focus...
Try to not think, but just... Focus
You are trying to tell me what it is I am learning all this for...
I am trying to tell you I really dont care...
...Focus on the Darkness...
Try not to think of anything but it's softness
You are telling me what it is I need to be feeling. ..
I am telling you that I dont want to feel...
...Focus...
Stop thinking so much.
You are trying to teach me how to think...
I am telling you I dont want to know...
...Focus...
Stop consentrating so hard...
You are trying to show me what I should feel...
I am telling you I dont want to know...
...Focus...
This is what you tell me...
...Stop Everything...
...Just Let Go...
I cant help but see the blurring of line after line...
I think if I could find their ending points...
Why should I just... Let go?
What if I really did Stop for once?
What if I did Focus this time?
Why is it that he sees this Dark as so important?
What does he mean by softness?
Why should I... Focus?
...Focus...
Stop worrying
...Focus...
Stop forcing
...Focus...
Stop fighting
...Focus...
Just let go...
Stop Breathing
Stop Thinking
Stop Trying
...Just stop living...
*IS THIS WHAT YOU WERE TRYING TO SHOW ME??*
Why does this Darkness feel so Soft?
Author notes
Option 1 "why is the darkness so soft?"
Username: malikiethelastone (...I think that is my username anyways... lol)
Ok, so I actually hug a tree quite often. Well, not just any tree, but MY tree. It is a life long friend of mine. I know her well. I used to climb it as a tiny little girl, and still do so anytime I get the chance. Sitting in her comforting embrace, I love wrapping my arms around the branches. It just feels so secure, and I get the feeling I am being hugged back. I really dont know what kind of a tree it is, unfortunatly, all I know is that it's my tree. (maybe elm, or cotonwood. there are alot of those here.. ^_^) It is a big thing, with beautiful branches. I love taking pictures of it. And she lives along the Rio Grande here in Albuquerque. (right next to the river [The Rio Grande], in the Bosque) I was hugging her just yesterday, actually, and I started talking with her about how excited I am for the comming of summer, and the fact that she will soon have her wonderful shade back for me to sit under, as I write. I was also talking about relationships. lol Kinda a funny thing to have a conversation with a tree... Well, it feels funny letting the world know that I have long indepth "conversations" with a tree... lol But, yeah, maybe I'll show her to you one day. She's a beauty.
A contest entry
- Quote-inspired (words on the fridge) by Ja Vorbesc.
700 points, ended April 6, 2008, 20 entries
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Interesting...I kinda like it. Haven't made up my mind yet, to tell the truth. There are a couple of typos. don'ts without apostrophes and thiers instead of theirs. I'd look over it if I were you.
Maith tu!
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