Friday, October 15, 2010
Words. They used to have a way with me. Then windows flew open and light flew in and somehow I had managed to have a way with them. And as most things,in time, they escaped me and I seemed at a loss entirely for them. Now...It's hard to even trust those once companioned words. Words with dazzling sounds and deeper meanings, now used in empty shells. Too used and worn to carry meaning anymore, too commonplace to be properly prized. How long will words betray me? Or is it my own attentative care fading, leaving impressions,making others seem pale, half attempted and wholly failed by contrast that is the betrayer? I hardly know. I hardly know how to heal the wounds I made myself. I'm tired of these words enveloping me while I try to use them to climb out.