Sunday, January 9, 2011
a slowly crept in chill.
I've been really disappointed by people lately.
And I suppose I've let them all stack up on each other, to form one big lump in my throat.
It's hard not to find it discouraging.
It's in the sharper-than-usual words,
the words edged with jealousies, bitterness, insecurities...
and words that sound nice but aren't followed through...
I'll make you a priority, but only when I feel like it.
And we all do the same.
I look at myself...
I've let, I'm letting...people down - I struggle to follow through,
I offer only what's left of an exhausted and busy friendship.
...I have been shown grace, I must do the same,
or I would not be living true.
because we're all broken people with messed up lives.
Posted by GLB