LonelyLonely ~ A breeze, it freezes me to the bones, yet I feel nothing. ~ I lift my eyes, they see nothing, nothing of worth anymore. ~ I lick my lips, parched and dry, they taste like I feel. ~ Lone, no one there, not one soul. ~ Only me to keep company, company I know, inside out. ~ My heart, It aches, longs, wants, hopes, desires... gave up too long ago. ~ I curl up again, no chance, no will, no want, loneliness like a dark shadow covering me.Lonely
Going Somewhere?Going somewhere? ~ Lost,Going Somewhere?
where I am, what do I do? ~ All just a haze,
all alone, the cold,
freezing, biting my skin. ~ Powder blue, staring into nothingness, confused, scared. ~ A twitch,
a turn around,
a sound? ~ Where am I going? ~ Whisper in nothingness, turning,
no way,
no road. ~ Wasn’t I meant to meet? ~ A stranger then,
one to scoop me up, take away, the ache,
the loneliness. ~ A smile. ~ Does it m
HelpHelp my poor longing heart, stop it’s ache,Help
put the band aid around; Make it whole again. ~ There is pain within, a small boy to be embraced, a poor soul that needs another’s, soothing hand.
~ I saw you can, warming my soul, shedding light in the darkness; I am just afraid. ~ I know it’s a risk its what makes me quiver in cold. Is it worth it? I never ask, I never know. ~ So here is the lonely boy, opening up his heart, gathered the shards that have been left behind, hoping that you m
Broken PictureBroken Image ~ What did I guess I would find? What did my mind make up? ~ Unbelieving I am standing there, can I dare to think it’s true? ~ The image, it wavers,Broken Picture
fear strikes me, deep within my heart, panicking! ~ I grasp for it, nothing solid, an illusion? ~ Did I... expect too much? ~ I wrack my memories, I sort through, back and forth, try to puzzle again, set together what broke and vanished. ~ It’s no good, the tape will remain, the picture set together, &
Yay~
Approval
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With our thoughts we create the world.-Buddha
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We all deserve to die, even YOU, Misses Lovett, even I!
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"deux intellectuels assis vont moins loin qu'une brute qui marche"
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