Pain… My closest friend…
Here am I once again.
Standing on the brink of a precipice.
Looking down into thy dark chasms.
Swirling in the darkness. Grief.
Heartsick. Oh Why does it have to be this way.
My happiness have you taken to toss away on the raging sea.
The raging sea. Troubled waters. Boil. Frustration.
Reaching out… Yet cringing away at the same time.
Everything fades away into nothingness.
The dark sky. Illuminated by a single shooting star.
I close my eyes. Make a wish. Harsh reality hits.
Welcome to existence. I dissolve in a flood of tears.
Hot Chocolate
Received this in an e-mail first thing in the morning and liked it so much, decided to blog it. =) Will update next week once submissions are over, till then! ' Hot Chocolate' A group of graduates, well established in their careers, were talking at a reunion and decided to go visit their old university professor, now retired. During their visit, the conversation turned to complaints about stress in their work and lives. Offering his guests hot chocolate, the professor went into the kitchen and returned with a large pot of hot chocolate and an assortment of cups - porcelain, glass,crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to the hot chocolate. When they all had a cup of hot chocolate in hand, the professor said: "Notice that all the nice looking, expensive cups were taken, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems...
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