↲So many message a day. But I'm still so lonely.↲Nobody gives me what I need I only get small sections. Just little parts I stitch them together my own little Frankenstein. I'm obliged to keep looking.↲I used to cope in the silence with no music or company. How did I cope? The sadness I carried must have been so heavy...
I walk the world searching for beauty and poetry. Someone beautiful who will feed my hunger, give me pleasure so pure, so whole, so good that it takes away the isolation of my pain. I go from place to place trying to get my satisfaction. I don't even wish for a miracle.I just want a day without pain or triggers to remind me of my pain. I hope for days without pain on the menu. Sometimes I bury those feelings so deep I can't find them. The past troubles me as much as my present.
Monday, May 10, 2010
400 texts a day
↲So many message a day. But I'm still so lonely.↲Nobody gives me what I need I only get small sections. Just little parts I stitch them together my own little Frankenstein. I'm obliged to keep looking.↲I used to cope in the silence with no music or company. How did I cope? The sadness I carried must have been so heavy...
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