It is difficult to say what is impossible, for the dream of yesterday is the hope of today and the reality of tomorrow.

-Robert H. Goddard

Sunday, December 27, 2015

A Letter to the Lost 2

Life right now is confusing, a daze that none of us can shake. I wish things could be different, I wish this path had never been taken. If only wishful thinking changed the course of our lives.

I've seen the face of addiction
It's looked me in the eyes and denied its existence.
Disconnection seems to be the only solution
Unplugging the emotional cord and entering into euphoria.
War ensues around them and the blows go unnoticed.
Every moment awake- chaos erupts
Confusion pushing them back into the arms of a familiar lover
An affair that is certainly taboo, but comfort is better than chaos.
Seeking the elusive seduction of that first high
Unsuccessful at every turn, but still willing to try.

Try as hard as I might, I will never understand the alacrity to enter a prison that gives the illusion of freedom.

I understand now why the bridge was rebuilt so quickly, but it was thrown up haphazardly, and it shows. An asset is an asset, and I know that's all that I was. Someone willing to throw themselves over the puddles so your feet didn't get wet. Everything I said before was true, and you know that. I may not have articulated correctly and politely, but sometimes mannerisms need to be thrown to the side to get a point across. I won't take back my apology, I meant every word in that letter, and it still rings true. I would do anything for you to see how much you are worth. I poured my heart out in the hopes that you would aim for the right side and stop swerving left. My love for you is unconditional, and that will NEVER change. My sister, my friend, I love you dearly and I hate to see you this way. Come back to us, we miss YOU.