The Next Level...
I was told recently that I need to bust out and go "Buck Wild". I've put some thought to that and I don't think I'm ready for that yet.
No, my next phase is definitely the Bitter Phase. I am just seething with this corrosive attitude that I want to share with everyone within Spitting Range.
I have an amazing amount of this stored up I'm discovering. I was so busy being happy for so long that I failed to notice how miserable I really was. What I think about most are the lies. The funny thing is that she was never that good of a liar. But, when you desperately WANT to believe something, I mean with all your heart, it is easy to fool yourself.
I have danced to that tune for 5 long years. That macabre calliope has finally played its last note. It still makes some dying gasps, but it doesn't even make my toe tap.
So now I am left with this taste in my mouth (to mix my metaphors here...). I am so bone-weary of the shit I ate for so long that the bile in my mouth is as sweet as ambrosia. I savor it. I roll it around on my tongue before I share it with the world.
So if in the next couple of weeks (months?), I get some on you, I'm kinda sorry. Or at least, I will be later.
For now...
I have a new dance...
JHO
SMASH!
1 Comments:
Bitterness...
Healthy even, to continually spew up what built inside for so long unacknowedged.
Just remember to keep spitting it out .
If you don't lance the poison it will corrode. So let it out; if you burn me and others, so be it. You can apologize later (if you feel like it).
Otherwise, I swear...
don't make me turn this continent around!
*cough*
ahh a little aside to the "others" I so blithely mentioned in the "go-ahead-and-spew" passage. Please remember the following:
1)it really *is* in the best interest of humanity
2) you don't know who I am or where I live. So nya.
~A~
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