my birthday's tomorrow.
i honestly don't think that turning a year older will be some majestic transformation.
it's just another year that i have lived.
birthday's always makes me think about time.
what i have done with it.
how i've let some things slip.
how i should be clutching on every second instead of sleeping through the days.
maybe i need a wake up call.
i never used to regret anything. i took whatever came at me head on. i would have a headache but i would have been proud to have defeated what lied on the floor in front of me.
now it feels like i embrace the monster, not fight it.
sometimes i really wonder if everything's worthwhile.
if he'll soothe my scratches.
if she'll be the enjoyment i need to wake up to the next day.
are they why i get up in the morning?
i wonder how everyone i know seems different somehow.
as if the waves kept crashing and the water just seemed to stick on their skin.
it's weird really.
how you look at a face so familiar... and still be confused as to who they are.
that happens every time there's a mirror.
i guess time screws with your head.
with love and light,
eve morgan
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