• 18 Oct 2008 /  Uncategorized, life, literature, poetry

    I’ve been up too late.
    I’ve been sleeping too long.
    I’ve been eating too much.
    And all of it’s been wrong.

    But regardless, I’m;

    Waiting, missing.
    Finding, losing.
    Hoping, failing.
    Forgetting, succeeding.

    Word from the wise,
    Solomon had it right.