I’ve always lived like this, keeping a comfortable distance. And up until now I have sworn to myself that I am content with loneliness, because none of it was ever worth the risk. But you are the only exception.
your thoughts are limited to things that immediately surround you within your grasp. your strides are short and thus you require more steps to catch up with the rest of the population. your chicken scratch handwriting is small and illegible and unless it is examined under a magnifying glass, it…
Left side, right side, foot of the bed. I’ve been counting colors as often as I’m counting sheep. She’s blue, your red, and you have an attachment that is loving being attached. He’s grey, and paranormal activity seems to be ridicoulous in this house. The cigarettes end, but never fail to light. And my heart has always remembered but can never seem to forget. The moon is out, the wolf is free, I never thought I’d be a predator. Closing eye lids, I never wanted to close them so abrupt. Nothing made sense till the day I saw your face.
Bones sinking like stones, all that we fall for. Cause if you run I’ll wait here, it’s so easy to stay when you know everything is going to be okay. But homes are just places we’ve grown, all of us are done for. So can you just save it for the bedroom, because that’s too much to see, I thought you were always going to be with me.
God? are you there? Is there really such a thing as miracles? The one who holds the truth? No, he isn’t there.
I give up, I’m sick of you watching me squirm, and deliberating planning so many hardships for me, that I just can’t seem to get out of anymore.
I give up. You Win. I will no longer get questioning thoughts about my future from anyone anymore, I won’t be known as a disgrace, and scoundrel to other parents, and no more complaints about me corrupting someones child. You win.
I’d rather kill myself today then watch this shit day after day.