breaking ashes
Saturday, December 1, 2012
Test
One morning you’ll wake up and you’ll think, ‘how did i get here?’
you’ll inhale a long drag of smoke through your lungs, and before you
can exhale, pictures from your life pop into your head. Behind each
picture lies a story. the first picture you see will make you smile. The
image will remind you of a time when you were happy. Actually happy.
the kind of happy that makes you jumble your words, the kind of happy
that makes your insides twist, the kind of happy that makes you use the
word ‘forever.’ the next image that pops up shows you your lowest low.
the kind of low that told you to slit your wrists, the kind of low that
makes you pull your hair and scream, the kind of low that never wants to
know how long forever is. Then you’ll look around you and you won’t
know whether to laugh or to cry. And you’ll think ‘I’ve loved and I’ve
hated.’ and you’ll realize that you wouldn’t have to hate if you never
knew love.
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