Stu In Progress

How do you remember me? When I was pure and young, weak and free. How the tides change and how relentlessly time goes on. My life is a painful gratitude, a unfinished interlude, a fearsome life.

I’m so scared of the wide open spaces, the cold wind and the unfamiliar faces. I’m so scared of being alone, with no one there to hide me. I’m so scared of facing the road and even more walking it – its also very hard for me to leave all i know behind- but i’m …

If I die today, because something somewhere went wrong. Then, I couldn’t help it. I’m fine about this. While I lived, I was grateful and I took from life my fill of success but most of all i enjoyed being alive. I enjoyed waking up, I enjoyed walking, smiling and I enjoyed the earth. I …

Grew up without many Consistent constant consideration of a mindful tension. Wilful determination, Silent Gratitude, Dutiful perseverance The indestructible flame quietly burns in the wind. Grew up without many Lived with value.

This one time I saw the most beautiful woman. The last one I ever saw. Still I search, none compare by far. Multi-faceted beauty, too powerful and overpowering – it brings a tough & strong man to his knee. Like deer in headlights. Stunned focus too great to ignore. Too many things about her appearance …

All the music in my life is gone. I’m no longer moving and the dance floor is empty. So too are all my thoughts. The meal is free but I’m no longer hungry. The lights are dim, my legs are weak and they don’t dance anymore. Empty is this life from where we all must …

I am dark inside. A quite black deepness. Like an ocean or a forest;

Since you’ve been gone, I smell you only in flowers now. in the fields outside, so beautiful and so quite. In warm days I lie and think all day of you, blue skies and butterflies. Sun soaked smiles and happiness… Since you’ve been gone

I’m trying to forget my friends.