Her hair: intertwined with mine like fine lines in disguised pines
Our lives: making life like lovers do - letting our mistakes live to let ourselves

Who's who in this zoo built for two?

Will I find time to find the kind of mind that pries at mine despite the time I've formalized into time I can't divide?

I try to meet ends with the women that I meet, really never knowing me - like a fish without a sea and falling bird without a breeze - easily bequeathed with ways to satisfy and please

I evaluate the fragile and get diagnosed a cynic
I empathize with strength but get too into it to win it
I believe that I am different for the sake of being different but if everybody's different, then everybody isn't

I feel it is my life, and it's none of my ******* business

Hopeless romantic
I hope it's not malignant

Hope less, romantic

Everybody I wake up feeling alone with nobody to hold or love I feel empty and shameful my family nobody wants to be around me it feel so painful like somebody has ripped my heart out of my chest as I bleed out sorrow I remember crying out loud from my mom to always be there for me and is like the flashbacks get worse and worse as the day goes by I yearn for my mother's touch I yearn for her love are yarn for my father's love and it's like they don't want anything to do with me like I never existed and then when I try to reach out to anyone to love me it's impossible knowing that you feel invisible I walk around feeling invisible like I don't even exist people say they love you but show you different I never knew what love was and probably never will with me being so depressed dealing with bipolar depression anxiety in a personality disorder

Confronted  
                     By the
Lonely.
                Woken in Misery.
You are the only thing to live for.
          the upper and downer.

So did everyone who cried

On trying
On wishing
On hoping
On doing

Some got over
Others are still

A few are both

Sorrow without tears
Sobs that are dry
Solitude is a norm

I gave up on smiling
And I gave up on crying.

I gave up on feeling.