All That's Left

"It comes cheap, but leaves at a premium."

"Speak when you are angry and you will make the best speech you will ever regret."

"An eye for an eye would make the whole world blind."

"If you are patient in one moment of anger, you will escape a hundred days of sorrow."

"Spiteful words can hurt your feelings but silence breaks your heart."



I have to apologize up front I think... this blog is going to be dark.



I hate the feeling.
The feeling of seeing a wall miles in front and walking straight into it.
I hate the feeling that I feel when I fail.
I hate having my chest split open and my throat knot up.
Whatever started it and whatever finished it doesn't matter anymore because it's finished... I'm finished.
I hate the emptiness.
That pit, that empty void where every moment, beautiful and tragic is lost.
I hate that I'm losing.
That I'm lost.

I love...
I love being on my knees, face down.
I love it how you reach in and pull out the infection.
It is painful, but joyous.
I love it how I only ever weep in your presence.
I love it how you keep your promises.
I love how you lift me out.
I love it how you empower me.

Have all that's left.
I can be better.
I will be better.
Move on.