It’s funny how we deal with pain, how we avoid pain. Some people commit suicide. Some people run a marathon. Some people chase after what hurts them most. Sometimes I hide from it. I walk away. I put my headphones in and I search for something to alleviate it but I never find what it is I am searching for. Sometimes I chase it. I try to corner it. I follow what hurts me most. I try to rid myself of the pain by increasing the pain. Sometimes I think I can overcome it on my own. Sometimes I pretend there is not pain. I do crazy things. I run, I walk, I fight…I fly…try to fly. Pain, it teaches us to love to love. It teaches us what we handle. It teaches us what we can handle without.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
It’s funny how we deal with pain, how we avoid pain. Some people commit suicide. Some people run a marathon. Some people chase after what hurts them most. Sometimes I hide from it. I walk away. I put my headphones in and I search for something to alleviate it but I never find what it is I am searching for. Sometimes I chase it. I try to corner it. I follow what hurts me most. I try to rid myself of the pain by increasing the pain. Sometimes I think I can overcome it on my own. Sometimes I pretend there is not pain. I do crazy things. I run, I walk, I fight…I fly…try to fly. Pain, it teaches us to love to love. It teaches us what we handle. It teaches us what we can handle without.
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did you read the crashing one i wrote? very similar :/
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