Perhaps, perhaps notPosted: March 7, 2012
Perhaps tomorrow it will sting less
The indifference would be replaced by care
Perhaps I shall be greeted with a smile
And loving words, oh
How it would make me smile!
Perhaps and perhaps not,
Oh I don’t know
This life’s fickle wriggling about shall
Crush me to bits one of these days.
But a moth trapped in a suffocating cocoon
Slowly succumbing to a blanketing numbness
That seems essential in every way.
And I tell myself
Ruin is an essential step
In the long process of transformation
That one must be suffocated
In order to appreciate breath, to appreciate life
And hope to myself
That all this is true and brace for the worst, pack my bags
Because it is good to be prepared
Or so they say
Because tragedies are my specialty it seems.
But oh how I would so like to smile
Even if it is for a little, little while!