MY SHED
Friday, April 19, 2013
Thursday, January 31, 2013
So so much
I hurt myself so much so much so much.
Will you ever know how much I opened up myself to you? will you know how much pain i let out and let in?
I have left though are fragments of the sanity I experienced with you. Those fragment are as fleeting as your scent, as your taste.
Am I alone in this abyss of pain? Do I deserve relief from this torture? After all I created this hell, didn't I?
She's gone. And I miss her gentle touch, her soft voice, her loving gaze, her kind eyes, her passionate embrace. She's gone, and I chased her away with my folly and cowardice and false bravado. She's gone, and I am going too.
Saturday, November 10, 2012
Heart full
I came here to see my child's child - to be celebrated and validated. To fill my heart with great feelings. Well, now my heart is heavy. I will always be Pinocchio - never the real boy, and this is no real life.
I made decisions - all which have consequences. My daughter is just beginning her life, and I must continue searching for mine. I don't belong here, and I never did.
Monday, March 19, 2012
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I'm a fuck up. It's who I am, it's what I do. All I ever wanted was to not be that person, and I truly believed being transparent with you was a great start. I trusted you with me. I was so sure and free (believe me), I thought I could fly again. I was eight again, and you were my non judgmental friend. Today was my best friend's birthday. He's gone - no matter how many times I look up to the sky to talk to him, no matter how I look around for a replacement, he's gone and I'm still here - alone.
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Snare-aware
Though stronger words were never spoken
The curse of Narcissus is broken
Thank Heaven for natural selection
As I survive my now frail reflection
And I, strengthened, must thus proceed
Until the next time of reflection's need