Higher in the Ranks (Ally)
Feb 4, 2012 19:57:18 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Feb 4, 2012 19:57:18 GMT -5
Don't laugh at a youth for his affectations; he is only trying on one face after another to find a face of his own. ~Logan Pearsall Smith
Blink.See the World. Watch it pass in a blur. Don't live a life led by regret. Sitting, watching, and thinking. What can I do today to push myself a little higher? Questions and decisions to be made, and choices to make. The world was spinning faster than I expected. Can it last longer? Can dreams become a reality?
I looked at the world from maybe a different point of view than you would think. He wanted to make an impression, not be a sandcastle washed away by the waves. People didn't take him seriously, not yet anyway. Maybe if he did something extravagant, something, I don't know totally awesome? To impress to move up higher in the ranks. Isn't that what life was like now? Impress the dogs in a dog eat dog world?
Skipping a rock across the gravel rode reminded him of something, something important he couldn't remember. He pushed the thought away focusing on the day ahead. Hopefully he could bump someone off, make them take a fall and tumble into the past. He saw a friend and nodded,"Hey, you know were in danger of falling off the top again." He sat on a bench and touched the place where an ear but instead, a scar took the place of. He clenched his fist, anger consuming every inch of his body.
The last nights' dream exploded his memory, the falling, the screaming, the rush of wind by his face. The black hole, the swirl of wanted memories and ones to be forgotten. Rock bottom, is that where this took place?
Should I come back to reality?
Blink.See the World. Watch it pass in a blur. Don't live a life led by regret. Sitting, watching, and thinking. What can I do today to push myself a little higher? Questions and decisions to be made, and choices to make. The world was spinning faster than I expected. Can it last longer? Can dreams become a reality?
I looked at the world from maybe a different point of view than you would think. He wanted to make an impression, not be a sandcastle washed away by the waves. People didn't take him seriously, not yet anyway. Maybe if he did something extravagant, something, I don't know totally awesome? To impress to move up higher in the ranks. Isn't that what life was like now? Impress the dogs in a dog eat dog world?
Skipping a rock across the gravel rode reminded him of something, something important he couldn't remember. He pushed the thought away focusing on the day ahead. Hopefully he could bump someone off, make them take a fall and tumble into the past. He saw a friend and nodded,"Hey, you know were in danger of falling off the top again." He sat on a bench and touched the place where an ear but instead, a scar took the place of. He clenched his fist, anger consuming every inch of his body.
The last nights' dream exploded his memory, the falling, the screaming, the rush of wind by his face. The black hole, the swirl of wanted memories and ones to be forgotten. Rock bottom, is that where this took place?
Should I come back to reality?
