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betrayal, entertainment, poem, severance, travel, Wonderland
My first steps were the hardest. I was never fond of the dark, though…an overwhelming feeling of comfort surfaces. Addiction, betrayal, Severance; You can pick your poison as long as you realize they’re all the same.
Further I reach into this foreign place that’s seems all too familiar. Though I cannot see I seem to know the way, Petrified yet exhilarated by the occasion.
“It has to be better than out there.” People are so full of themselves, a never-ending illness. Life is more than what reaches the surface… I think I’ll stay.
Just curious – what was your poem about? A lot of the time, when I think I know what a poem is about, I turn out to be totally wrong. Since it’s a pretty bleak poem, I liked it (even though I’m not sure what it’s about).
It was my version of entering Wonderland, I choose to stay within my world I’ve created since people tend to suck; putting it nicely. I do tend to be outgoing but the fact that I see myself as shy and more reserved is something that has never seemed to get through to anyone. An excursion of sorts.
Ah… I see. For the most part, I also haven’t had many good experiences with people (in general). I’m also the exact opposite of outgoing. The only times I ever was outgoing, are when I was wasted in college – but that was years ago. But yes, being drunk always makes shy people have more confidence (I speak from my own experiences).
Daydreaming – I don’t do it as often as I used to. There’s a movie called The Science of Sleep that I want to see – I’ll probably wait until I review that movie, before I discuss my old daydreams. My daydreams were pretty lame back in the day – Wonderland sounds a lot more interesting than anything I daydream about (especially these days).