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Tranfiguration

Squeaks

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A long time ago he was someone else
Someone who thought he knew what he wanted
Someone who had a path to a good career
A carreer he had wanted all his life
He was someone who had no debts to bear
He was someone plain and ordinary
Then something inside him forced its way out
It wanted to be free
This is when he changed into a different person
Tired of the doldrums of his boring but lucrative life
He tranformed into something completly the opposite
What does this new person want to do with his life?
Absolutly nothing!
He wants to drink, party, booze it up.
He doesnt care about the myriad of bills he gets Instead he just rips them up and files them circularly.
He doesnt want to live the rest of his life in a cubicle 4 feet deep
Sure he is having the time of his life as any person should but to what end?
He feels something stirring inside of him again
Whats this another change?
Deep down he knows its a change for the better
Where the good and evil will collide and find balance.
Is he ready for this change?
Why is it so frightening to him?
This feeling that wants to come out keeps getting pushed down.
Why? Why? Why?
 
Squeaks, this is such a common emotion that many people believe nobody else knows or goes through.
If you think about it, we put ourselves out on this lim everyday. And most of our fears are always pushed to the sides. But one time or another when you start to think about all what you face, you become short of breathe, lose control of your strengths, and you feel as if you were sinking in.
We all have these cycles that take one turn to the next, and as you said it youself, how are you ever going to know unless you leap, jump right into all your fears, chasing them away!
You never know unless you try. My hardest accomplishment toward this life is that, I don't want to know where my future is leading me. It scares me to death, and the closer I get, the harder it is for me to breathe.
I will be your helping hand pulling you along, everytime you think that you can't move forward....remember that I am here, and it doesn't matter what bills or how much you drink.
Let me know if you need to talk.
Love you much **hugz**
your chickiepoo
 
wow...thank you for putting my state of mind into words...i am currently struggling with these same thoughts and emotions.
 
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