For the longest time I have avoided everything and anything that could potentially cause me stress or heartache. I have forfeited all of my potential in this pursuit. Wound my way around every which way, detour and diversion in a futile attempt to defer the inevitable and now I find myself at a dead end; without a friend.
Diverted my attention to ease any tension, but the constant detour, the long way round leaves a man weary; weary in waiting. Increasing the tension, the anxiety and the depression. Decreasing the fun, the happiness, the opportunity to be content! Because it's not a con, not really. It's a state that I could cross into absent of barriers if they weren't of my own making. No AK's line those gates, no watchful eyes or suspicious minds. Just an imagination creating a nation in its own image ; MY OWN MARRED IMAGINATION perceiving shadows as threats. But shadows they are and shadows they remain, shadows that grow in size and engulf me as I run further and further away. But shadows are only casts of the man; they do not exist without the being. Shadows have been cast but shadows may also be cast out; they are nothing without their maker.
Written over a year ago during a time where great change was needed in my life and I'm glad to say that for the most part I have stuck to such sentiments and it's made all the difference in life. A lot of us are scared of change but it's important to remember that it is one of the constants in life and as long as that is the case there is always a chance that things will change in your favour.
Its simple maths *******!
Probability ftw! :)