she waited discreetly checked the time continued to wait patiently and impatiently flashing a smile at what felt like appropriate moments a stunted laugh or an "oh" "really" or "yeah" if she felt she'd been wordlessly quiet for too long hours had been lost to the smallest of talk the bane of real conversation of truly meeting a person all that effort of getting ready the makeup meticulously applied the hair styled and restyled the outfit chosen then doubted then changed to be put on again all of that for this
Blocked, caged in, suffocating smothered in pain significant other feeling abandoned while in your presence in your mental you're going insane no love lost, because no love gained! thought after thought living, but stuck in the past show no emotions-because having emotions is what got you here Finding a way back to the old you seems a far. such a long distance from you you know, the you that smiled alot whose face was once full of light The you that cared and actually enjoyed caring Soon those Deep Thoughts will make you realize what it is that you do you make everyone feel lonely while connected to you.
Let go of what or who has hurt you. Live in the present. Every person connected to you now needs your love! Be better for you and them. Get well soon!
Describe him. - He was dripping with sweat. - Was it sweet? - What? Oh, um I dunno. - sigh - But I know this much. He sweated under my weight. The nocturnal wind would then dry his sweat stiff. And he, perserverant as ever, would just sweat some more. - Ok, so who collapsed first?
When is it enough? How far will it take me? Will it continue to get me through high school While my sister is recovering in the hospital while pills are still scattered on the counter? Will it be by my side as a lay in bed, taking another hit, staring blankly at my ceiling, trying to forget. Can it get me through college while my dad loses his legs? Can it show me the way, when debt collectors are calling me by name? When is it time for me to falter, when is it time for me to fall over?
Tell me where the hope lives- in a house built with desire set upon a foundation of goals pathways assembled to transpire as the seasons fade to shades changing landscape to perfect stimulation of achievement optimism to collect like a pile of leaves in fall waiting for its time ignited by a flame playing victim to a crime hoping in last moments perseverance a bigger role the hope lives in theory as a fire warms the soul
Letting go what might have been, Fighting demons, courting sin, Alone and far too lost to win, Another day upon my chin, Holding on, breathing in, Running on adrenaline, A new war within, Just me and pen, Synthetic skin, Wearing thin, Begin again, Spin.