JasonM
Well-known member
I've felt the love of another, the fear of existence...and of mortality, the anxiety of uncertainty, the rage that comes with betrayal, the blind onslaught of emotions that comes with questioning one's very sanity, but somehow I am still here. Why are you? What tethers you to this bind that you can not leave?
A few years ago I bought a motorcycle; I've gotten hurt (and have the scars from it), but nothing has ever allowed me to feel more like I actually hold a place, although momentary, in existence. When I ride I could be alive or dead at any moment, as there are no certainties. I can feel something beyond myself.
You?
A few years ago I bought a motorcycle; I've gotten hurt (and have the scars from it), but nothing has ever allowed me to feel more like I actually hold a place, although momentary, in existence. When I ride I could be alive or dead at any moment, as there are no certainties. I can feel something beyond myself.
You?