Writings from 11/02 to 3/05. |
9-20-03 I'm walking into walls for you. I did my best to hide my emotions but that's not me and you know that. You're set up in brick, quite pleased with your new fashion, and I'm naked and vulnerable to your every word. I can't control any of my feelings as much as I can control anything you say, do or think. All I had or put in you has been misplaced and you don't seem to mind, especially when I try to understand all the "why's" when figuring out what's happened and what's been going on with you. I'm running naked into the brick wall of you and it's all I can do. I can't stop myself from loving and I can't stop myself from feeling the pain you like to talk through me every time you speak your peace. Ask yourself if I've ever left you feeling this way: so useless and left behind? It's worse than if I'd never known you at all, even if right now I don't. Ask yourself if I've ever broken your heart so ruthlessly before. You know the answers but your ego won't let your heart make up your mind. Ask yourself why it is all the sudden that you seem to know so much better than before when you don't have all the information to make a rational decision. Ask yourself everything there is to know about me. |