Irreversible - a memory
Comments (0) I’m young, inexperienced, annoying and just ever so immature. Its as if i could literally hear them headpalming themselves just wondering why is it that they have to put up with me. I caught those looks you know, those slightly dispassionate and chilly gaze you throw when you think i wasn’t looking. It’s like deja vu all over again.
That unfriendly feeling of consciousness i could most definitely do without. Unwanted yet used, like moving a pawn on those checkered boards. Not a knight even. Merely a pawn. Makes me wonder if i’m a black or a white?
An effortless promise, kind words of no meaning, leading down the senses into a dream. Unwilling to fall under another false sense of security, yet the will falters. As if once wasn’t enough.
You’re right, i’m definitely no risk taker. Perhaps i really should pull back and raise those crumbling bricks. This feeling of helplessness, to trust. I don’t know if i dare.
If its me, i wouldn’t want it either. Complicated much?
