... Things to say
| 73. J.A.R.B - If only I knew | 72. J.A.R.B - What to say? | 71. J.A.R.B - Let's Pretend | 70. J.A.R.B - Tuesdays with Morrie | 69. J.A.R.B - Talk, Time. | 68. J.A.R.B - Perfection | 67. J.A.R.B - Springtime | 66. J.A.R.B - Where no one knows your name | 65. J.A.R.B - This one's just another rambling blog | 64. J.A.R.B - Wing it. | Current
Head spinning, mind tumbling down. Maybe this was the mix up I was looking for; the last thing I wanted. Starting to feel a bit nauseous; just a bit of reassurance could do wonders. Spoiled the mood. Something’s gone wrong. Too much at once. And still I find it in me to write, the only thing to let it out. You tell me all I want to hear, but not what I need. All I need is to pull it together. Just promise me not to show that sword. Please, don’t. Please, make this head stop spinning; tell me there’s somewhere I can relax, somewhere worries wash away. Say there’s nothing more to say, tell me we don’t need conversation. Wipe these tears away; the first I’ve cried in a while. And to be honest, they feel good. Never mind that last bit; I’ll keep them here for a little while. Calmer now, still no sign of what I’ve been waiting for; all well. Maybe someday. Oh! Here we are. Sigh… And on we go. Tears gone now. That was refreshing.
Strong enough.
-Jones.
