I have had a hard lesson in reality and I have come to the conclusion that it sucks. Gone are the times of the cloudy haze and the bold sunshine. Gone are the days for youthful laughter and carefree days. I know too much, more than I would ever wish to have ever known. Now questions of when, where and why surround me. I am actually really disappointed. The pedestal that they stood on wavers and is crumbling...with each page that I read. I knew it was none of my business, but I kept searching and I kept digging. What I was looking for I don't know, but what I found I wish I could give back. My heart is heavy, and my view tainted. Is nothing left in this world sacred?
bitterly defeated in the idea of forever and love. I am not sure it exists, and that makes me sad. I don't want to fall victim to the same fate. So does that mean in order to protect myself from what might be that I continually shield myself a emotional recluse. Its going to take something short of a miracle to free my heart from its Alcatraz.
