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Greetings lost and forgotten friends.
A meaningful salutation is in order.
This is where it all once began.
This is where I thought I left it.

BREAKINGBREAKINGBEATINGBREAKINGBREAKINGBEATING the silence...................

Followed and Hollowed and gashes lay amidst........

Ran so fast..... so far away
Now im trying to find my way back.
Walking, not talking anymore.
Steady and TRUE..........

Back to the place
Back to your face
Keep up the pace
Cant lose trace.......

a PROMISE was made.

You cant see it.
You dont know its happening.

The once brilliant flame has all but died out smothering under ashes and dust. The spark that remains resides here in these pages. Here under the past.

I am still here.

I still beatBEATbeatbreakBREAKBREAKbeat
                            BREAKbestbreak BEAT

Currently Listening Infinity on High By Fall Out Boy this isnt a scene...its an arms race see related

i've tried to read the thoughts.... the actions...the endless observations of a never moving object. just lies there... never bothered. covered in grit and dust, but still its there. i thought i knew that night what it wanted. what it searched for. what it needed to be put it motion. a reminder. an illusion i must say at the least.

seems everyone is searching for something, somewhere, but all at the wrong times. we all tend to search and ponder on things that were once right in front of us, but somewhere along the way, we lost sight of it. it never really disappears bc there is always that faint urge to look for it again. alas.... in vain.

sometimes i think i know all the answers only to find it to be too complicated for even words. feelings are easy to describe, they all pour out of us onto the paper...and they fall as they  may. but the rest of it...the "what ifs" and so on... really seem to dig deep. allot deeper than i really care to dig. buried far down inside, not to be forgotten mind you. but to be the foundation for what is to come next. a good strong knowledge of where you have been will help you to find where you are going. never lose hope.... never give in. sometimes, you think you know the answers, but you don't. it isn't what you think.... never was. i hope you know that. much more. much much more. time erodes away the sharpness and the the things we were accustomed to. another page..... another time.