Is this insanity?
These thoughts, these notions, this reasoning? Why do I feel so powerful to change the unchangeable? Capture the unattainable? If only I try a little harder, if only I do a little better. Break down the wall! Or at least climb over it. I'd be better off killing the dream; smothering it before it gets out of hand. It's already out of hand. My hands and heart have already done the damage. Damage only myself? Cry, live, breathe? None of those make the difference. I want a scribe. I crave a proof. Share this with me! It's all I have to give. Take until you're full! Take it all. Leave nothing.
