Wednesday, May 27, 2009


I feel like I'm stepping off the world into some kind of void. The sadness threatens to rise up and swallow me whole. In some ways, I welcome it - it feels like a sort of death, but as death is, also the start of something new. But in other ways I'm deathly afraid, ashamed of the actions that brought me here, embarrassed at how I continue to not be able to let go, afraid that this feeling of deep, soul-shattering emptiness will never fade, and that I will never embody the person, the energy, that I feel I'm meant to. That I'm a waste of precious breathe and space. The longing is immense - more than any one relationship or any one situation. When the tears come, they're not just tears for myself, but for everyone and all the pain that exists. I feel nobody else understands this. I feel so alone. The thing that keeps me going is the tiniest glimmer, the smallest spark of an idea, that maybe my solitude is the chrysalis, and that maybe, someday, I'll have the energy to burst out of the protective cloak and become something I've never been before.

2 comments:

Dan said...

This message to yourself and to the world is not heard without full understanding that life is in all ways a stage to perform and allow others to feel. I FEEL YOU NOW!!
dan [from cesars]

Dan said...

This message to yourself and to the world is not heard without full understanding that life is in all ways a stage to perform and allow others to feel. I FEEL YOU NOW!!
dan [from cesars]