another sleepless night

Thoughts are strange.
Memories fade in and out with
each touch of something familiar
some good, others, well...

Wondering about wondering
and not getting confused.
That's something new to me.
Just wish pain didn't have to be
the "right of passage."
To inflict it onto another,
or onto oneself
it all would have felt so unfair
to me before.
Now it seems
I've grasped onto
an understanding of sorts.
I realize that pain can open
one's eyes to possibility.
Erosion no longer takes on
a simple negative, but rather
something new.
* An erosion of something negative.
A good thing
the dissolution of,
the dissolving of negativity
can only make room for
more positive.
How Exciting!



Experience. Freedom. Love. Now.