feeling stale
What Scares Me The Most Is What I See In Dreams.
what should have been an old story lives still in my dreams, like last night's. a different person with the same face, a different way of relating, a reminder of what probably should have been. these are the things which scare me, because i imagine that i see the truth behind it all, real answers to those unanswered questions, in these dreams -- questions i never really got answers to, but was forced to leave to conjectures and guesses. no man holds reign over me, but dreams scare me and compel me to doubt. question birthing quetions. the memory of a man i loved or believed i loved will never really die. and if left unresolved, will continue to haunt me probably to the day of my death. but getting the answers i've been looking for would be even more dangerous. i am afraid of the answers. i am afraid of the truth. i always was, am, and ever will be, a coward.
what should have been an old story lives still in my dreams, like last night's. a different person with the same face, a different way of relating, a reminder of what probably should have been. these are the things which scare me, because i imagine that i see the truth behind it all, real answers to those unanswered questions, in these dreams -- questions i never really got answers to, but was forced to leave to conjectures and guesses. no man holds reign over me, but dreams scare me and compel me to doubt. question birthing quetions. the memory of a man i loved or believed i loved will never really die. and if left unresolved, will continue to haunt me probably to the day of my death. but getting the answers i've been looking for would be even more dangerous. i am afraid of the answers. i am afraid of the truth. i always was, am, and ever will be, a coward.
