On these slow, sad, mad days I think of friends. The ones I have and the ones who are now gone. Some have died (violently), while others are slowing drifting away. Moving on their own journey.
Filling their voids with those I cannot be. I don't want to be.
I makes me so sad. Sad I cannot give what they need.
All good things...
These slow, sad, mad days will bring the beginning and the end back together.
The circle controls us through all our days. We cannot go forward without going back.
Constanly trying to learn from all our mistakes.
These days.
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