MMIX; inspire/express
I spend immeasurable ammounts of time trying to discover answers to the questions that vex me. Now I know I’ve yet to really learn how to accept the answers I receive because they’re not always going to be the ones I would like to hear.
MMIX, meaning 2009. the new year started four days ago, and i’m already struggling not to get left behind. quickening my pace to keep up with the changing of times. through pen and poetry, i keep myself in line. another blank page. turning over new leaves to a fresh beginning. i’m trying to re-discover where forever left me. or where i left forever. hope could be all that i have left. i hope that would be all that i need. i’ve seen fallen angels crawling to find their way back to heaven. struck by another lesson: i need to learn how to stand my ground before i could learn how to fly. just lettin I, live, just getting by.
