Thanks, everyone, for all the help! I appreciate it
But who’s to say what’s forward and what’s backward? No one, really. What can you possibly compare a concept to? One cannot claim that a line is crooked unless he has seen a straight line
Either he gets where he’s going, or not. Either he makes it there, or he’s farther away than he used to be. Either he survives, or he doesn’t.
We screw up
and we do what we want to do for our own, terrible reasons.
It's been a fine line since
seen a straight line. What,
Either he makes it there, or he’s farther away than he used to be.
their philosophy,
We never think things through, though. We mess up. We screw up. We never care enough to think of the consequences, and we do what we want to do for our own, terrible reasons.
or maybe it’s spiraling upward;
And now, they’re found their way into reality.
Do they ever cross, will they ever cross, can they ever cross.
We grab that paper, the one that won’t leave you alone. We look at our finger, our thoughts not pausing on the knowledge of what that one touch could do. And we smudge the lines.
It’s not sudden, but it’s there. The fierce enormity of what you’ve done hits you in the face, but you close your eyes and pretend it’s not there. Even though you know very well it is.