I'm on the edge.
I'm on the edge.
So many edges. . . .
with no chasms . . .
. . . . . . no freefall
. . . . I have crossed.
Overcome?

Where is my chasm?
"hurt"
"betrayal"
"pain, just pain"

I have overcome.

Where is my chasm?
"fatality"
"silence"
"peace"

No chasm, No edge.

Nothing.

Kaydee.

Love
Such a complex concept
Am I loved?
Do I love?
What is love?

I dream of a love that consumes me
that is pure and genuine
that makes me feel appreciated
and that doesn't belittle me
I want a love that is bigger than reason
that comes naturally
that overcomes all obstacles
and that strikes like lightning
I long for a love that resembles the sun
that radiates independently of choice
that makes me want to love myself
and that doesn't come with conditions
A love that allows me to grow
be who I want to be
and doesn't bruise me

Love
Such a complex concept
Am I loved?
Do I love?
I think I know what love is
And it's not this

09/02/2012

Bruised violet sky of the mornings
Question my empathy
Blood red midnight skies
Take care of me.
It's been the same for days
Me and hurting for others.
I'm trying to find different ways
Of turning love into a color
And hate into desire.
It's been a couple of long nights
Of manufacturing dreams made out of worn out luster.
I'm staring right into the lights
Of bright disaster.
Love me rotting wood
Loosening up to the wind
Keep me painted in ****
I'm just a poisonous fiend.
Fading away into the blue