Constructive Deconstruction

There is a shadow

September 5, 2006 on 1:24 am | In Reflections | No Comments

Lying still on the edge of my bed, there is a great sadness that wells up inside me. Like a dark shadow waiting to explode from within it stalks me. It brings me no peace when I close my eyes, and it distracts me when I am awake. There is so much in my life that feels superficial. So much more that is tainted by the blood of cynics. What have I become?

I used to walk in the meadows…or was it a wheatfield? I used to bask under the sunlight and dance to songs of the birds. But now I simply walk. I trudge ferociously through the fields welcoming anyone who joins this path of merciless destruction and shunning those who cannot keep up. Yet, I am heading nowhere. Ever so often I jump above the wheat only to catch a glimpse of the end of the rainbow…but where is it? I do not know.

Lying still on the edge of my bed, there is a shadow. It looms from within. And it leaves me lonely. Yet, it is my friend.