I don't know what to feel,
how to feel.
Too many emotions are barraging me,
and it's overwhelming me.
Something akin to love,
maybe closer to friendship than anything...
Desperation for my wants.
It seems pitiful, and admitting it just
makes it even more gruesome.
But looking past the gruesomeness,
there is truth. Honesty.
A lack of denial...
I have to face it.
Sep 8, 2012
Sep 8, 2012 at 11:58 PM UTC
I don't know what to feel,
how to feel.
Too many emotions are barraging me,
and it's overwhelming me.
Something akin to love,
maybe closer to friendship than anything...
Desperation for my wants.
It seems pitiful, and admitting it just
makes it even more gruesome.
But looking past the gruesomeness,
there is truth. Honesty.
A lack of denial...
I have to face it.
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