There are those days

There are those days

when even the eyelash of the sun

brushing against your face

cannot break through the ice


There are those hours

that seem to drag on

and you feel like the

world has abandoned you

and the insignificant whispers

of those who truly care

cannot rise over the dirge of monotony

compounded by the cyclical trepidation of life


There are the minutes

That pass by and you wonder

If there is anything in life

Worth pulling you through

Until tomorrow

The chaos, confusion, hopelessness

All seem to pale towards

The future glory that you long for


And then there are the

Moments that you must decide

What will control your destiny


Or this tiny obscure thread called



© 2010 Jediah Logiodice