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Written by Travis Markram
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Saturday, 09 February 2008 |
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I've come to realize,
That what attracts us to each other is pain.
It's the rush, the drama, the emotion we crave.
In love
Something has to go wrong
Before we truly realize
Just how much we love one another.
In life
One must die
Or accept the end of life
before one can truly live.
As we reminisce upon the world through our rose colored glasses,
The sweet, simple times that we once shared all seem so far away.
It makes me wonder now,
at that moment in time,
did I know that I was happy?
Was I aware of the beauty in my life and the fragility of the world around me?
When perfection hung upon thinnest of threads within the billowing air.
Did I notice that the seconds which ticked by were to be the fondest I would know?
Did I simply let the moment pass me by, oblivious to the splendor before me?
No beauty hath the power to conquer this yearning within me.
This desire and greed for more.
More than what I already have.
This insatiable hunger which inhibits me from living before life has passed me by.
For,
If reason is a converse for romance and normality leaves little room for passion,
Pleasantly Plain Perfection
May Patter at my window
As I shut the blinds
and create my own disaster.
Copyright 2008 Travis Markram
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