Thursday, 21 July 2011

Summer rain, dripping down your face again.

Summer rain, praying someone feels the same.
Take the pain, killer, cycle on your bicycle
Leave all this misery behind.



I'm crumpling under this weight; 
the pressure of the world bearing heavy on my chest.
How can it be, that young hearts tear with such 
alarming 
ease?
Naive, I believed youth to be characerised by elasticity, 
but these efforts of the living are little more than the beat of a wing against the 
weight 
of 
time. 
Our eyes are old before their time - 
no longer shining with innocent wonder but 
blackened 
by the pain of living. 
Alas, we say, just one more day, 
broken souls and weary limbs. 
Functioning 
minute 
by
 minute, 
hour by hour
 because it's the only way we know 
how to 
keep 
going.

8 comments:

  1. The only thing you can do is keep going. We are broken souls, but we can weld the pieces back together, and each time we get a bit stronger. <3

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  2. it's the only way we know
    how to
    keep
    going.

    So true. <3

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  3. You're plucking words from my soul; but you make them sound far more beautiful.
    Tragic, but beautiful.
    Why are the most broken of us, the most beautiful? Or, the most beautiful, so broken?

    I don't know.

    But I love you, dear.
    Thank you.
    x

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  4. As usual, I'm going to agree with Mich! Being older than most of you, though, I can tell you that this, too, shall pass. These years will be over soon and you will breathe a sigh of relief. The only way out is through. Just hold on, Heather. Feel this and then let it go. As Dumbledore told Harry, it does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.

    We are all broken souls, but it's what brings us together. We often make the mistake of thinking we are alone. You are not alone. <3. XXX.

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  5. BEAUTIFUL. you write with such honesty. thank you. much love. xx

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  6. Dear Heather, your honest words are so refreshing and bring me solace. I agree with Cinnamon; this, too, shall pass. Keep being you and it will all fall into place. You are not alone. :)

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  7. Cheer Up :) everything's gonna be ok .

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  8. minute by minute, hour by hour.
    we may be going slow (too slow, even)
    but at least we're going.
    =)

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