I am a confused person today. My thoughts seem to run into each other much like particles exhibiting brownian motion. Random, higgedy piggedly with no end in sight. A constant race for supremacy. They spin around my head in a circular pattern like a snake devouring its own tail.
Where did this confusion arise? From the depths of my mind or from that place in my subconsious where I bury the hurt like I've always done? No. For a change it comes from without. It comes from trusting in a person so much that you always believe that they will hear the unsaid, understand your fears and help you find a way.
But then that burden sometimes proves too much for them even and at the end of the day you find yourself walking around with your thoughts in circular brownian motion and with a piece of bare truth and no comfort to keep the wolves of worry at bay.
I ask myself, was it right to have asked? What did I get out of it? And do not get an answer. I should not hope to find one. Because there are no right and wrong answers.
And I sleep with the hope that the night will bring in its wake a peace and a solace all its own and the morning light will come with a fresh perspective and coffee....
Where did this confusion arise? From the depths of my mind or from that place in my subconsious where I bury the hurt like I've always done? No. For a change it comes from without. It comes from trusting in a person so much that you always believe that they will hear the unsaid, understand your fears and help you find a way.
But then that burden sometimes proves too much for them even and at the end of the day you find yourself walking around with your thoughts in circular brownian motion and with a piece of bare truth and no comfort to keep the wolves of worry at bay.
I ask myself, was it right to have asked? What did I get out of it? And do not get an answer. I should not hope to find one. Because there are no right and wrong answers.
And I sleep with the hope that the night will bring in its wake a peace and a solace all its own and the morning light will come with a fresh perspective and coffee....
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