What then means this feeling of regret if I do not get the meaning of the feeling, and yet can not stand still to wonder at the wonder of feeling at all? Shall I not move on from this place in space and time, with rhyme being my constant guide to not let me slide back into that heap of misery that for ages has been a mystery to man? Why then have this feeling if no feeling could do justice to that which I feel inside?

Kindamagic Kindamagic
36-40, M
2 Responses Feb 13, 2009

Thanks, I try...