A writer

So. We all do The Impulsive.
We all make AssuranceS.
Promises.

Just looked through some writing. Touched me.
And although 2 Days may seem like forever.
It isnt.
Although 2 Nights may seem like we know it all.
We dont.

We want to believe. We long to believe that life is worth living.
And that love is worth having.
Attaining. Fighting For. Fighting At.
And wordS. Words that mean the world. And then they mean nothing.

We evolve. PEople change.
Its critical that we evolve too.
Important that we do not become entrenched in our haBits.

It is our HabiTs that will kill us.
Stick the Knife in DeeP and Twist Twist Twist.
Never stop turning Turning Turning.
Until it can gouge out no more.
Until there is no morE hope. No more belief.
No more eXpectation. No more Desire. No more Desperation.
No more dreams and wishes.

Sometimes this is better. The best way. The Only Way.
The wounD just has to get biG Big B IGGER
until everything falls through.
ALl the angst, anger, annoyance
All the PAin, panic, PressurE
All the Expectation Exceptions, Expirations & Eagerness
TIll they all fall harmlessly through.
Painlessly through.
To exPect and Hope.
Those are some Nasty Habits to Break.