Musings on The Mountain

Monday, September 10, 2007

walls

Up, down, round and round. I don't know if I'm coming or going. Elated, crushed, honored, spit upon. Top of the world, lower than dirt. Important, inconsequential. Needed, wanted, desired, useless, tossed out, hindrance. It should be beauty, not pain. When will it be stable? I'm tired of the ride. Maybe I was better off with my walls up, cold, hard, impenetrable.