November 2009
2 posts
Gravity
Why do I feel disadvantaged, to live advantaged?
To feel in constant disarray—
Images of hope tangled in a web of unknowing
Truths and half-lies,
Consider me its prodigy.
Curiosity shocks me,
Pins me against beliefs I once held dear.
It opens doors that were once slammed shut
In my face—
And it singes my soul until I feel nothing but
Gray.
The gravity lingers,
Pulls me ever so...
I’m finding that I’m becoming more and more obsessed with The Office and I have an unhealthy fixation on Dwight. I’ve even labeled people in my own office characters from the show. Is it so wrong? Haha