my own

the tears, the joy, the experience
mine;
you may have inspired them,
but they're mine, and mine only
i never asked you to respond,
but if you do, you'd do it willingly--

i greeted the world with hazy eyes today
lids half-closed, strangely swollen
and just one eye
kept me dazed, floating, slipping
if sentiments could be blocked easily
like my blurry vision
unwanted tensions wouldn't emerge

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need to get back on track:

-settle the training sessions
-keep up with the reviews
-search

music: "Ai no Jikken" --Kyoku

at this very moment

there are now two holes in my ears
but many more in my heart

i don't need to be reminded

its unknown to us how our path will wind up
whether rivers cut through or forests spring up
we never know
i dont think im walking on a circular path
because that would annoy the hell out of me
and i swear frustration will end this all
but even if i am
it wouldnt matter
im pretty sure at some point
i took a turn
for things better and worse
and keep reminding myself
to place one foot in front of the other

i wonder: do you wonder?
all the many "what if's" that'll we'll never know the answer to