Sometimes it seems like my most painful thoughts are provoked by some of my happiest memories. Â I am sure to be found crying if at first I was seen smiling. Â At first, I just wanted the hurt to go away; to forget the painful memories. Â Now, I will gladly be encompassed by them if I could only forgot that which made me happy.
I feel lost, entangled in a web in which there is no discerning truth from lies; reality from fantasy. Â Am I going crazy? Â Have I always been crazy? Or are we all trapped inside our own webs and that is just life? Â If so, I don’t know how to survive in this nonsensical world. Â I want to live in my fantasy but reality ripped it away from me and yet teases me at the same time.
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“Or are we all trapped inside our own webs and that is just life?”
Astute observation there.
Even when we reach out it is still our own web because our persepctive takes precedence.
Either if we can understand others view still ours reigns.
You may be on the verge of being a truly balanced soul.
Because you seem to feel the conenction between happy and painful occurrences that most say must exist.