My Days are Counting and Gone: June 2012

Monday, June 4, 2012

Welcoming Gloom. A Life Interrupted.

AZ is leaving for a better future. I am happy about it but a faint; yet pricking, pain numbs me. I wish him a good life forever but I wish myself more fervently, to get healed. I know I’ll go alone and love will be lost – but, ain’t I am fated to.

With my fear, reservations, qualms I go to the bunch of Flintstones till I discovered myself. Not a *New ageist* or His incarnated deity I've bin sat 'ere all on me Jack Jones – an iron hoof and eeyorish. A techno-geek, a traveler; I write my confession diary and try to get booted in Niagaras and say it “truthfully” but imagination shadowed them when I am done.

Yet, this is my personal self and I’m trying to open up my inner self. I am trying to be courageous and confident. I can’t get rid of this goddamn rebellious itch. Out of my womb in utter chaos; me searching my own Self.