and so it falls...

Friday, March 11, 2005

sometimes, things that become weakened to such an extent, eventually crash and burn.
everything that once was golden and beautiful is cinders and dust now.
I suppose I should just steady up and figure out things, bit by bit.
but it's a crisis... I feel so sad and terrified.
I am now, officially, alone.
what kills me is less the event, than the words that passed.
words... only something that comes out... almost meaningless
and yet the gutting
a 6-day old fish ready for the gutter.

I'm sorry... that's just the way it is right now.
maybe things will get better...