Monday, November 25, 2013

Seconds

Seconds. The clock ticks and ticks reminding you that with each passing second we are closer to the end. Silence engulfs the room as I sit thinking about all the things I want to be, all the people I want to meet. Anxious for what the future will bring all the while the seconds keep on ticking; reminding me, time is running out.

This Moment

The only thing the future promises us is death so live here, right now, in this moment.

Sunday, November 24, 2013

The Storm

Outside the storm churned and roared,

Meanwhile she sat alone.

Her tears fell alongside the rain

for there was a storm within her too.

And like lightning

the light in her lasted but a second

and now there is only thunder.

Living

So you say you know you're going to die huh? Well start living like it.

Friday, November 22, 2013