Surviving the Days ... and the Weeks and the Torment.


Words I write don't necessarily make sense to you... I don't expect them to, maybe I don't even want them to... The thoughts are written fragmented and incomplete! I do not write for any form of external validation.. What you read may not have the same meaning as what I write... But do not underestimate the personal significance of my words! An essential part of who I am is only evident in my writing... It had been locked away after it was used against me... Everything you need, in order to hurt me, is right here!

Monday, June 20, 2005

Craving

My life is being lived and ruled in five-minute increments

For fourteen years these five-minute spaces have been filled

I have had one constant for all those years, I took it away

When I stress or when I relax, it's no longer there!

When I'm angry, upset or happy, it's no longer there!

When I chat to someone or I'm on the phone, it's not there!

When I rise each morning or finish a meal, it's not there!

When I finish a task or procrastinate over another, it's not there!

Five-minutes have passed while I type this, I may relax for a while!

Posted by Ted at 10:27 am

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