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.
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Plenty o hearts in the sea
I saw someone today with your hair and your skin. I watched him hide the fact he was watching me.
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