Sunday, 24 February 2013

On Barking Up The Wrong Tree


You’ve been barking up the wrong tree

You think you want out of this
But what you most long for is to be right in it

You think you want it all to stop
Yet what you’re yearning for is the start

You think you’re afraid to die
In fact, you’re afraid to live
Scared witless by your untamed aliveness

You think you want love to make you whole
When really what your heart most wants
Is for love to take you apart
So that you can taste the sweet fruits of annihilation

You think you should keep it all together
Your true longing is for it all to fall apart
So catastrophically that you’ll be left with nothing
And the game will be over

I know, I know
It all got so horribly complicated
And you thought that’s what life was

Trust me
When you see the sheer simplicity of this
It will take your breath away




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