I haven’t written in so long. The heels of the world penetrate my back and I cannot help but crumble at the pressure of it all. I am always picking between one vice or another, one love or another, never finding time for both. If I accomplish something in one area it is not without disappointing myself in another.
Logistically, I understand that this life is full of ups and downs, to enjoy one you must learn to enjoy them all, but I cannot find it in me to feel neither content nor okay with what happens during the fall. So, I rush to pick myself back up, building up a ladder so I can get myself to that peak again, fire under my skin, sparking up the wood, burning it into ashes until I’m left exactly where I started.
It has become exhausting, like it always does, but the roller coaster hasn’t shut down yet and I’m nowhere near the safety steps, so all I can do is continue to ride.
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daphne gray
just a girl in this world who thinks a lot and writes a lot and some of it makes sense and some of it doesn't. enjoy nevertheless.
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