Not a metaphor for finding faith.

Nov 27, 2007 14:32

...And so I slept once more, not because I was tired but because I was weary. Exhausted by the burning pinions ripping furrows through my mind, constant reminders of my unfortunate past and even sadder present come to grind glass into still-healing wounds, every month, every year. Sometimes every day. Uncertainties abound compounded by aches and ( Read more... )

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arphalia November 27 2007, 21:04:25 UTC
The sun ain't so bad sometimes. A bit of sunshine, even for just a few moments everyday can certainly help fight against depression. Its always a bit of an odd thing for those of us who mostly lean towards night existence. *hugs just cause*

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onikoneko November 27 2007, 22:09:22 UTC
But... but...

...You're supposed to be a heartless monster, right?

Meh, fuck whatever stereotype you got saddled with, just find a way to be able to live with yourself.

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kitsunetorn November 28 2007, 11:58:33 UTC
Even a monster can miss the life-giving, earth-warming burning plasma sphere.
It's just a pleasant thing to have. ...and I hadn't seen it in upwards of two weeks.

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digital_glow November 28 2007, 00:48:28 UTC
The sun is nice isn't it?

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