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A bench on the front porch
trees, grass, water
sky, endless sky
I’d try and keep myself from crying, but there’s no point in that. There’s no one around to see it anyhow. I keep believing that if I change my location I’ll be able to start fresh, but I forget the one constant, the one thing I can’t leave behind… me. Last night if I could have I’d have walked until there was nothing but trees around me… but there’s nowhere to go when I go out my front door. Streetcars, people, houses, lights, cars. No such thing anymore as silence. And if I went out the front door, walked away and never came back, where would that get me? I’d still have to deal with me. And then I’d be alone.

Knowing this doesn’t make the feeling of wanting to run away leave, though.

4 Comments

  • gigglecam

    November 2, 2001 at 9:17 am

    Hugs

  • maggi1234

    November 3, 2001 at 7:35 am

    Maybe

    Did you like yourself up in Temagami among the trees??
    I’m guessing Yes?
    Maybe it is time to leave the big city……

    • Jenny Lee Silver

      November 3, 2001 at 8:52 am

      Re: Maybe

      Yes. Definitely. But I can’t go anywhere for a while. Heart surgery and all.

      • maggi1234

        November 4, 2001 at 12:28 pm

        Re: Maybe

        Ah yes, that pesky heart thing..hugs!
        I’m sending out my surgery fairies to watch over you.:)
        Perhaps the move out of the city can be something to look forward to in the new year.

        Best of luck in everything sweetie.