Thursday, September 14, 2006

Fury Rising

This post isn't about my self pity or my sorrow. No, this one is about my fury, frustration and anger. But this fury isn't directed at anyone you know. This fury is all for someone else: for me.
I have noticed a pattern in my life. A vicious cycle that leaves me more battered with every time I run through it. The thing that frustrates me most, is that I can never do anything to stop myself from running down this beaten path. Every time, I think "Maybe this time it will be different," or "Perhaps this time I have a chance." Every time, that spark of Hope catches on something in my desires, and I can't help but burst into a feverish flame. Except, when everything plays out to the end, I'm left with bitter nothingness.
Not even ashes.
When people run in circles it's a very, very mad world.

6 comments:

Krisannisup said...

i hate country. more commentary on this post to come.

Krisannisup said...

there are a rare few songs/artists that I can briefly enjoy. other than that, it might just be the bane of my existence.

aw, you know I'm just joshin' you! I may hate country music, but I don't hate YOU! just the opposite, in fact!

Krisannisup said...

Some people who run in circles are training for the Olympic races. Or traveling the globe. Or are Hamsters.

Krisannisup said...

it seems this particular post has sparked quite a dialogue between two of the most sophisticated minds in the world. You have created quite an anomoly here, Dan/Chris/whoever.

Krisannisup said...

needless to say, the anomaly is an enjoyable one. Otherwise, would we still be posting comments no one cares about?

Krisannisup said...

sounds gross to me!

I think I misspoke. I didn't mean to say we didn't care about it. I only meant that you and I were having a good time chatting in spite of Chris' melancholy mood.

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