Im sick of drowning out everything on my pages and blotting out everything in my mind and leaving ink stains on my finger tips because I can not come to force myself not to be with you.
Im tired of writinglove poems and verses.
Thats not what I've beenfor.
Im one for deep thought provoking sentences that rip at your own exsitance until you begin to comprehend its ice bruge meaning.
I don't want to be this way about you.
I dont want you to be in my dreams.
Because my dreams have a funny way of turning into nightmares at the happiest moment.