Yearning for you
Makes me angry with myself.
So **** angry
That I literally weep with rage and horror,
Sometimes several times a day.
You are such a
Such a
Such a
Why do I want you, even now?
And I mean want want WANT you,
Desperately, angrily, resentfully,
Want you like the world wants saving,
The rain wants rivers,
Want you like a fallen angel
Wishes he could be with God, again.
Oct 14, 2013
Oct 14, 2013 at 4:54 PM UTC
Yearning for you
Makes me angry with myself.
So **** angry
That I literally weep with rage and horror,
Sometimes several times a day.
You are such a
Such a
Such a
Why do I want you, even now?
And I mean want want WANT you,
Desperately, angrily, resentfully,
Want you like the world wants saving,
The rain wants rivers,
Want you like a fallen angel
Wishes he could be with God, again.
'yearning' is such a quaint and old fashioned word for such a painful horrorshow of a feeling. Actually, I seem to remember a time when it felt wonderful, when it bordered on rapture. That was before. Another place, another time, another me.
