Friday, July 24, 2009
Crossroad
Do you see it? Tell me, will you see it? It's sucking me in. I want to go, but not without you. No, don't close your eyes! Don't be afraid to feel yourself for the first time. Give me your hand. Here, jump onto this train. The tracks are bumpy but the ride is safe. It is going to take us to where wisdom resides. Please! I can't get off! Reach out to me like I am to you. Come now, how much longer do you plan on waiting? What are you waiting for? I can't outrun time, can you? I don't want to let you go, but the distance between us is growing larger and larger and I can't wait here without exhausting my innocence. Tell me what you need! It isn't me, is it. If it were, then you would be right by my side. Hurry, give me your answer, I can't hold the train up much longer. My fruit is ripe, don't let me spoil it. If you can see it, then we can rebuild it. It is up to you now.
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