Sunday, October 19, 2008
Puzzles
I try a little harder because I need to get farther. I need some attention. I am starving for affection.I make noise to get rid of the sound. I lose myself to see what I have found. I reach for what is far away. I want to leave so I can stay. I am too sensitive and too intense. I like myself less and less. I find being alone to be too much. Being a recluse has been my favorite crutch.I face myself so I can hide. I fake a smile even when I cry. Ideas tarnish way too soon. I plug my ears to hear my own tune. I wait until the end before I start. I put it together just to pull it apart. Trying to run when all I do is crawl. Having nothing makes me want it all.
-B
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If there ever was a means to attention...
a sure thing...
do you think I'd use it?
probably, and then I'd feel like shit the next day.
I had one of these days not too long ago.
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