Sometimes I wish I could draw what I'm feeling. I'm not sure how to describe certain emotions and feelings sometimes, but I sure as hell can visualize them pretty easily.
What would I draw right now?
Myself on a tightrope, suspended hundreds of feet above a black abyss. Even though I'm not completely sure of what's within this abyss, I do know that I can fall one of two ways: one way leading into a world with Colleen and Co. - the world that I'm so very comfortable in now - and the other direction, complete independence that has no ending, an infinite free-fall.
As for the tightrope... it's the one thing that I'm barely able to stand on, but what I might have to let go of sooner or later: Lacey.
Wow... that's kinda... corny. Someone get me a piece of paper!
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