Walk with me at least part of the way. The path becomes clearer with you by my side. I am less tortured, less constricted and less myself. Is that what you wanted of me? Is that what you wanted me to become? Or did you wish for me to leave you some way down the road and to be able to walk the rest of the way by myself...
And if I guide you in the wrong direction, I am sorry. But life is not filled with promises. It is filled with elusive thoughts and memories, of moments of truth and of understanding. If a moment lasts, try and hold onto it if you so desire. Always remember, moments are fleeting, it is what you believe that will get you through- and if you can hold onto that, you have the world in the palm of your hand (or so I want you to believe). If you can take this lesson with you, you have more than I ever did.
If the path diverges and I am not here to guide you. Hold firm. Be strong. I am not far away but I am almost always illusory.
Copyright 1998, Paranoid gal
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