Thursday, October 26, 2006

crazy girl

My whole life
I have known I would spend the end of my days
in an asylum.
I never knew how I would get there.
Now I know.
I will fall in love
and the passion and the comfort and the pain and the frustration and the fear and the ecstasy will all at once
overwhelm me
until I am drowning
in an ocean of my own emotion
and I can no longer grasp
what thin reality I have around me.
I will not do what I am best at.
I will not be who I am.
I will sit, wild-eyed and crying,
hoping that something will happen
as I expect it to.
But it never will.


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