The Race
(This is kinda old, but I'm not sure it's mine. Help me out if you can.)
Between the lines is another world. Everything's different there, everything's better there. Sometimes its nice to be between the lines, but it's also nice to be here. Nothing hurts there. Nothing brings you to your knees in prayer. Nothing makes you feel alive. You're never angry for what you don't have, but you're also never grateful for what's right in front of you. Everything you ever wanted you can have there. But then you won't want it. What's want when you already have? Emotion is dead. Why be happy when you can have anything? You won't be happy that you're there. After all, you won't remember what it's like to be anywhere else. Everything falls away, but when you return you're left with a hollow, meaningless feeling of joy. Between the lines is another world. Everything's different ther, everything's better there.
I was inspired on Tuesday, March 04, 2003
