sometimes the most important words said are the words not said... here is something from an alternate journal universe of mine...
I float entirely through this ocean of emotion unguided. Misdirection my only source of motivation and I find the bottom of the ocean floor. I ask myself why I'm here, walking along the floor of this vast realm when I could be moving much faster in the higher depths. The answer is simple. Because I feel I must, nothing is ever easy, nor should it be. At least that's how I feel. Easy tasks make the goal less appreciated. Difficult goals yield appreciated, and sometimes satisfiable results. So I drag my anchor of self-accusations with me along this deep dark ocean floor through the corridors of reef. Though the path be difficult, I find myself wanting to walk it alone. I will drown not my friends as I care for them too much to drag them to me. I keep no close council, no close consort, save myself. I am the only one who can help me now, I am the only one who can reach my goal. The goal, to become someone who can give those I care about the strength they truly deserve. I am not yet strong enough, nor am I close... in life or in strife. Thus I continue on my quest, drowning myself to make myself stronger.
I float entirely through this ocean of emotion unguided. Misdirection my only source of motivation and I find the bottom of the ocean floor. I ask myself why I'm here, walking along the floor of this vast realm when I could be moving much faster in the higher depths. The answer is simple. Because I feel I must, nothing is ever easy, nor should it be. At least that's how I feel. Easy tasks make the goal less appreciated. Difficult goals yield appreciated, and sometimes satisfiable results. So I drag my anchor of self-accusations with me along this deep dark ocean floor through the corridors of reef. Though the path be difficult, I find myself wanting to walk it alone. I will drown not my friends as I care for them too much to drag them to me. I keep no close council, no close consort, save myself. I am the only one who can help me now, I am the only one who can reach my goal. The goal, to become someone who can give those I care about the strength they truly deserve. I am not yet strong enough, nor am I close... in life or in strife. Thus I continue on my quest, drowning myself to make myself stronger.