Fragmented Pieces of a Thought
By asailorsangel
I sat calmly on the brim of the shore and gently agitated to the underbelly
of the issue. I found myself franticly cutting through the conundrum like
a hair dresser with scissors. Contemplating what it is that I should be
pulling from the pieces if anything at all. With the certainty that even
if I shredded it into microscopic pieces it would be stagnant in its position.
I find in my minds disarray that I tear a tall standing skyscraper to dust.
When I look around there is nothing but shards of the thought that once
existed in my mind. The end result to this you sometimes take a small
contention and break into so many pieces, that when you finally have the
courage to put it back together again its 10 times bigger than when you
started and a solution is never found.
Comments on "Fragmented Pieces of a Thought"
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A former member wrote:
interesting. this vaguely reminds me of a poem my father wrote. i like the way u put this
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On Sunday, April 16, 2006, waterchica999
(29) wrote:
this is very nicely written
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On Sunday, December 18, 2005, Sin
(1135) wrote:
ohh this was brilliantly put..
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A former member wrote:
I like this! It's an interesting picture of love. YOU must be in love?