![]() I’m no superman No, not the Man of Steel I bleed and hurt of flesh and blood But i care just the same i wish you were here with me tonight YAO FEI LUO seventeen Phoenix Hypernova Zenith Innova sky_scorpion5@hotmail.com where voices speak |
Saturday, August 23, 2008
the scars of the past. everyone has different ways of dealing with them. some people take everything in their stride and take the past as learning points to move on and become better people. but some people, are afraid to face the past. any memory of it is shoved to the recycle bin of the mind and heart. every reminder is set for auto delete. and every now and then when something sparks to bring these memories back from the grave, the person is stunned and suddenly doesn't know where to turn. well what then is the obvious result? the instant attempt to shove it back into its grave. what is the problem then? memories are there for a reason. they are not meant to be forgotten or they would not be called memories. memories are there to remind of all the good and bad things. but most of all they are there as a lesson to learn from. to lead better life. and if we try to hide them, they will always lurk in the shadows stalking and haunting. you flit like a butterfly over under and around but never stopping to take a peek at this flower. i'll make every second count; 12:02 AM |