Tuesday, April 3, 2012
End Game or Gambit
Why does it have to be the end of everything? I came here for a new beginning. The trail I was on has stopped some ways back. I can't locate it to find my way home. I'm out on the water in a row boat. The sea is calm and I've lost sight of land. I spend my days and nights in sadness, loss and fear. In my box are remembrances of a life I used to have. Where did it go? I have items saved for some things I wanted to do someday. I will never do them. What's left? Things and people slip away and are gone for ever. I have lost so much, too much. But regrets and memories I wash i didn't have. What's left of my life? Just the end game?