This blog was inspired by Benito, who once demanded a story be told to him every day. Instead, he (and anyone else reading) can read daily-ish posted stories from my random and sometimes unsettling mind.

Monday, November 28, 2011

DONE

Memories disjointed.
Torn from happy ignorance
And brought into the harsh light of reality.
Each second looked at with new eyes,
And re-evaluated with bitter truth.
No longer do smiles seem endlessly easy
And each shining gaze of adoration has grown dull with deceit.
The moments of relaxed contentment grow taut,
Cracking under the pressure of integrity.
Grasping on to such fragile falsities –
such brittle thoughts of past happiness,
crumbles their power.
Until everything that was once good
Turns to dust – and blows away
Forever.

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