My musings.........my thoughts.........my self
walls of defense will keep out the pain, that's true.Unfortunate that it also keeps pleasure away, too.As well as laughter and fleeting whimsical moments from you.In fact, if well done, keeps away all the happiness that's due.Surely whatever pain there was to be hadisn't worth keeping a person forever not glad,of the pretty colors in the flowers of an attentive lad.Oh, heck, baby, in the end I'de rather make you mad...Than see you miss out on all the other sensations in lifeAs if you had cut them all out with a sharp knife.No, there's a great balance to things that bring strife.Yes, there is equal laughing to all of the trying rife.And I'm not just being fanciful and speaking aloof.Not saying I'de rather be run over by a horse hoof.I'm not even saying laugh at your dumb leaking roof.I'm just saying I love you, I am your goof.d=))
I wish you a "Fuck'em if they can't take a joke" moment towards that pain.And a lightening of it, too.
The walls are down, finally.
I'm with Boneman.
really...Then I reckon I should share the bottle of wine.d=))
Aye, getting past it would be advisable. But until the butterfly can live whole, the chrysalis must remain. Some of us will never fly, or die it seems.
As long as it is mine, honestly come by then I can exist in my isolation and pain very well.
The bane of my existence is isolationism. I fight it every day.Great stuff lately, Jean.
Some aloneness is good, as long as it doesn't make us miss the important intimacies in life.
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