Jun 23, 2008

cycles


when i remember bygone days
i think how evening follows morn;
so many i loved were not yet dead,
so many i love where not yet born

[o.n.]


1 comment:

sdq said...

i know what's coming, but don't know how long it's coming for... and that there will be an end, relief, at the end, whenever it is. and it will repeat. each time worse the previous.

one hour, one day, one week, at a time. it's the only way that works for me.

hope you find something that works for you.