Running Log - Week 56

          Sun 17-Jun-12   - Rest -

  Mon 18-Jun-12   38:59

  Tues 19-Jun-12   - Rest -

  Weds 20-Jun-12   - Rest -

  Thurs 21-Jun-12  39:16

  Fri 22-Jun-12    - Rest -

  
  Sat 23-Jun-12    50:00

Running Log - Week 55

          Sun 10-Jun-12    57:46

   Mon 11-Jun-12   - Rest -

  Tues 12-Jun-12   - Rest -

 Weds 13-Jun-12   57:49

  Thurs 14-Jun-12   - Rest -

  Fri 15-Jun-12    57:46

  
  Sat 16-Jun-12    - Rest -

Depression, Insanity or Too Much Time in My Hands?

Hmm... I just re-read a post regarding the poem I wrote on April 11, 2000.

A lot of people liked it. But when I read it now, I have two thoughts:

Thought 1 - Damn, I should have been a poet.

Thought 2 - I think this is before I discovered the concept of ego and how everything is temporary.

This is me from the future telling myself:  "Go get some food, watch a movie and stop feeling sorry for yourself, crazy face!"

Venom

Silence deafens
Food weakens
Nothing around but the sound
of time
As darkness creeps
Twilight weeps
and misery slithers, crawls
slowly into my closely guarded walls
I begin to wonder
Am I trapped in my mind again?

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