This isn’t a poem or some witty short story. This is me saying point blank, don’t drink and drive. There’s no point. So many lives change in a flash. If you drink, at least be smart about it. Give a trustworthy friend your keys. Better yet, have someone else drive you completely. But whatever you do, after you drink, don’t get behind the wheel. A young woman died in my town tonight, just walking down the street. Don’t fuck peoples’ lives up over your mistakes. Rest in peace. May a bright afterlife find you.
I long to be unique, following the beat of the heart of the world, yet dancing to it’s rhythm in a form unseen by the masses, and unpercievable by the naked eye.
I long to love, completely giving myself to the dear which will return my love with everlasting grace.
I long to hold, to protect you in my arms and carry you against an unrelentlessy heart crushing life while taking this pain for myself.
I long to rest, for I am weary of my own mind, my own thoughts, and my own time.
I long for life itself, but I long far too much to ever truly embrace it.