Worthless

I went to an Art Gallery today and purchased a piece of art. Its was a Portrait of a Girl. Long flowing black hair and eyes that set your heart aflame.

I am entranced by her in every way. Staring at this picture I have noticed every

detail about her face. From her freckles to her flaws. She is beautiful. Although I cannot recognize her from anything. I know she is not famous. But yet my curiosity of her grows the more I look at this picture. Days go by and then weeks turn to months. I pass this portrait everyday. I am beginning to grow weary of it. The Mysterious nature of it has started to vex me to the point of frustration. I have begun to stop looking upon it. Why do I keep this damned portrait on my wall? Why don't I just throw it away? I did not pay much for it so it wouldn't be a Loss. Its old, the frame is cracked, and the glass is dingy. The photo has started to yellow. I can see the Age all on the photo. I cannot even see the beauty in her that I was once so smitten by. Finally I snatched it off my wall and tossed it into the Fireplace. I quickly grabbed a match and some kindling. Between the broken glass I can see the photo turning brown as the heat grows closer and more intense. With the crackling of the wood frame I find a place of peace because her face will no longer haunt my waking thoughts. Nothing but grey ash in the pit, I turn to my study and as I walk down the hall I notice an outline of dust. There where the picture rested for so long as clear as ever. A faded shadow of weathered wall is all that I have left. Something about that shadow made my heart grow heavy. I glanced back at the fireplace... Everything inside of me cringed because now that I have destroyed this picture, that was once so dear to me, I have nothing to salvage. Now I stare at an empty shadow on the wall of what was and what is now never again.

Emotional Randomness

How many times can you walk out of one door and never notice that its broken?

How often can you trip over something before you stop to pick it up?

How many times can you apologize before you realize that its already done?

If I told you that I was leaving would you chase me down to stop me?

Would you stand there and watch me leave?

Or would you open the door for me?

Why have I become something so easily to disregard?

You hold me so close and yet push me so far away!

The pain that your embraces causes me is almost unbearable.

Almost to the point that I still come back.

I feel sort of stupid when I think that I love you.

Because I know you dont love me.

Your that wave that crashes to the shore but leaves just as soon as it comes.

Nothing shows you were there but a line of silt in the sand.

Can I compare you to something as minor as Silt?

Have you not been important enough to leave more then that?

Why cant I seem to recall any good you have brought into my life?

I smile when I see you but then frown after talking to you.

How can you be such a Disease when Your just as much the Cure?

I feel like an addict stuck in a mirrored room.

LOST, CONFUSED, And DISTORTED!

Emotional Battle

LOVE

The hate I feel for that word grows stronger each day.

Its agony in such a sweet form.

Four letters that bring a Heavy Burden.

LOVE

You speak it with such ease.

My throat clinches as I try to swallow it.

So candy coated and sweet but so poisonous in the end.

LOVE

The weakest of people cling to it as though it was last hope.

Its the very substance of our own self Hate.

It requires your submission for its dominance.

LOVE vs. HATE

Which of these is greater.

One brings Sweet Companionship and Devastation when taken away.

And the other doesn't allow the Vulnerability that causes the Devastation.

How can something as Great as Love require Us to Expose our Weakest Spots to obtain it?

HATE

The Sting of this is Far Greater.

Once you have embraced this feeling you will find Love less.

Its a relief among the Pain.

HATE

It sharpens your Heart and Dulls your weakness.

It requires so little of you.

But consumes every part of you at the same time.

HATE

It pulls its power from Solidarity.

The more alone you are the More powerful you can be.

How do you measure such a Force of Emotion?

HATE vs. LOVE

Hate can overcome Love with the simplest of ease.

One will leave you a Hard Cold shell of a Person.

The other will leave you Thriving for the Next Fix.

Why does Hate come at such a High Cost? All consuming and relentless to anyone who crosses it!

So in this battle you have Love & Hate. One Builds you up as a Warrior and the Other Breaks you down and then turns you to stone. One allows you a conscience and remorse. The other makes your Heartless and Unforgiving.

Choose wisely for each of these is Great.