Sorrow suckers

Many things mesh together inside my mind. My life transforms into 

a chess game. I see myself pick out my moves, see myself overcome 

obstacles and make mistakes, i see the short term happinesses turn 

into long term sorrow in the blink of an eye.

Opposing pieces I thought defenseless suddenly become bastions of 

defence. Pieces I had plans for, get picked off or blocked off. 

Friendships seeming so secure at the start start feeling the pressure. 

Decisions get called into the light again for the scrutinous eyes.

How do you carry a true secret? You kill it on the inside.

How do you kill a true secret? A bit of time and a lot of dust.

I always think myself willing to play the game, yet I become worried

that I did not think this through thuroughly enough. I thought there 

were some things off-limits for the game, guess not. Easter weekend. 

Long weekend. Potential brimming weekend. Last off weekend. Or 

maybe the potential is the problem.

Dear Easter Bunny, this weekend I would like to give you the 

happiness of making me happy. Then we will all be happy, right?

6:40 am. Who is sticking with who in this virgin morning's air?

"Old as ancient skies I've had these wandering eyes but you took me 

by surprise when you let me Inside of You Inside of You Inside of You 

There's got to be some part of me Inside of You Inside of You I could 

cross this desert plain Inside of You I can hear you scream my name 

Inside of You While the stars unfold I've crossed me heart and I've 

crossed the world and I need you here and I need to be Inside of You"

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