The dust is settling although life is left pending. Not knowing when the next bout of haze is going to cripple me but I stand strong. The tide may be against me but I will emerge stronger.
You can take everything I have
You can break everything I am
Like I'm made of glass
Like I'm made of paper
Go on and try to tear me down
I will be rising from the ground
Like a skyscraper, like a skyscraper
Then a tornado comes and sweep you off your feet. Before long, you're brought back to the ground with clothes all tattered and torn. Everything within seems to have broken into a million pieces. The energy wavers but the strength to wipe away the tears remain. There's still hope.
Back to basics, following the instincts of an animal and welcoming the mating dance. The mind is exhausted and body becomes reluctant. So much more to give and although one can recognise that giving and taking will never be equal, endless giving will just empty out the soul.
The world starts revolving and emitting beautiful colours when you finally mean something to someone. I don't know if my world will ever revolve again... When you truly matter to someone, things will fall in place.
Everything will be just fine. Everything will be just fine... Just fine...
