"What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff — I mean if they're running and they don't look where they're going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. That's all I'd do all day. I'd just be the catcher in the rye and all. I know it's crazy, but that's the only thing I'd really like to be. I know it's crazy."
-Holden Caulfield
Friday, January 29, 2010
Dichotomic Exchange
I need to feel hope,
I need to breath it in like oxygen
and drink it in like water.
I need to feel it in my bones like heat
and while my heart falls in flutters.
I need it coursing through my veins
replacing the bad blood.
Pushing out every reminder
of the person I was
and reflecting the hope to come.
Playing as music floating across the waters
while waiting here on the eastern shore,
eyes fixated to the west
hoping there is more beyond this eternal sea.
I need to breath it in like oxygen
and drink it in like water.
I need to feel it in my bones like heat
and while my heart falls in flutters.
I need it coursing through my veins
replacing the bad blood.
Pushing out every reminder
of the person I was
and reflecting the hope to come.
Playing as music floating across the waters
while waiting here on the eastern shore,
eyes fixated to the west
hoping there is more beyond this eternal sea.
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