I think he has lost it.
I am almost inclined to say "again," but that would mean he'd have to had gotten it back in the first place. He's probably just a good actor. Unfortunately, I've never been interested in them. It ***** because he seems to be incapable of seeing himself any differently. I have never asked him how he does view himself, in his defense, yet I listen to him. Observe. And what I have gathered is that his answer would not sound too highly of himself.
Until. Until he takes himself out of this world completely, mentally. When he is existing outside of his mind, he seems to enjoy himself quite well.
Truly, a beautiful disaster.
The most beautiful.
And then his mind leaves and his body left alone and hollow.
Defenseless. Soulless.
Physically, his shell begins to deteriorate and he becomes harder to look at. He doesn't know, maybe he doesn't care. It's so hard to tell. How can he even comprehend anything of what is going on here? His mind can of hear himself, let alone me.
I have no idea where the soul goes, but it musn't be too terrible. No, not at all. Why else would they love dancing there more than anywhere else?
To him, the hell is for him to remain here. Connected, physically. To everything that is real.
Sep 7, 2019
Sep 7, 2019 at 11:44 PM UTC
And it ***** that we all know what you
Refuse to see
He told me she didn’t
Love you
She’s only pretending
She needed somewhere to go
You gave her a home
She said
she only needed somewhere to go
So I’ll dance in the ashes of everything she’s burned
While the flames engulf you
And I’ll walk away
The same way you taught me
Mar 7, 2019
Mar 7, 2019 at 10:50 PM UTC
Just like him.
When you made me weak enough to hurt.
When you let me sit on the bathroom floor crying.
When you didn't hear me.
When you called me names.
When you left me there, alone.
When you showed me I was not worth very much.
When you broke down my walls, made me vulnerable, susceptible.
When I was only your amusement.
When I made you angry for not doing as you say.
Who is supposed to protect me?
Just like him
You've made me scared.
You've allowed me to feel unsafe.
You made me feel small, incapable.
You've pushed me to be, something I'm not.
You've taught me to be silent.
Just like him
I thought you were supposed to protect me.
Mar 3, 2019
Mar 3, 2019 at 11:05 PM UTC
The worst part of not talking to you
is exactly that
Not talking to you
I only wanted
to share my life with you
Mar 3, 2019
Mar 3, 2019 at 7:21 PM UTC