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with my pen and a burnable compact disc i find a way
with my smile i find a reason
from the magical rainbow corona exhibited by my shiny silver disc in my hands, i feel like a child once again with all of its simple wonderosities.
i long for that naivety and innocence as i am afraid of what may come for me in my existence of total confusion. im afraid. im afraid. i can be anything. its depressing in a way. as i will never see this wholly to the end in. the dam gates opened up and theres no purpose anymore. i must find a new purpose. like how a baby quiets when near its mother... calm and serenity and peace....i will fight no more.. as i want a childrens curiosity.. will it remain?
if only i could just see and realize some things must have an end.
But the culmination kills me.
never live for the end or the never
but live for the now
