There it is, and it will never be mine.
There is a chasm in front of me, and to leap would mean to die.
Because it is insane, this thing called hope, this ridiculous notion that would have me believe that halfway down I'll grow wings.
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Chasm
There is a chasm in front of me. No bridge, no path. Just the thing I want more than anything, more than health or life or sanity, shining there on the other side, entirely out of reach.
There it is, and it will never be mine.
There is a chasm in front of me, and to leap would mean to die.
Because it is insane, this thing called hope, this ridiculous notion that would have me believe that halfway down I'll grow wings.
There it is, and it will never be mine.
There is a chasm in front of me, and to leap would mean to die.
Because it is insane, this thing called hope, this ridiculous notion that would have me believe that halfway down I'll grow wings.
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