Have I finally figured it out?
This thing called Life.
Have I finally figured it out?
This thing called Life.
Coming from a world of peace and tranquility
this rage of anger and hatred is unknown territory.
Causing a rift in myself.
Right is now blurred.
That line of good and evil is no longer drawn in the sand.
Sifting through the unchecked emotions I find the source.
The once fallen princess.
The little lost girl I found so long ago.
She has grown into her womanhood.
Becoming the person of respect.
So why would she be at the center of it all?
Desperate actions.
While clawing her way out of the pit I found her in.
Choices were made and actions taken.
Things that should never have happen.
And as everything the past does not die.
I believe this path she is on will lead her back down that dark rabbit hole.
Back to the land of darkness.
But she has a field of force around her.
This ability to keep me out.
Do I save face and cut her out of myself?
Rip her from my heart.
Wish her the best and walk away.
Or do I keep her there and see her through this.
The old two are at battle again.
But this time I have no clue who is fighting for what.
And I ask you universe.
Have you ever laid alone in your bed.
Waiting for one to lay with you.
Knowing they exists but powerless at finding them.
Feeling the comfort of their touch but only in your heart.
Almost as if they were laying beside you.
But having nothing to hold.
If you have shared this burden.
Then I beg of you.
Shine the light on her.
Guide my way.
Because I am only a mere human.
Easily lost in the woods.
After all this time is it really going to come full circle?
Am I gonna be sitting in front of this blog again?
Writing this "drivel."
Spilling my insides everywhere while trying so desperatly to stay alive.
Can a single spark keep my light alive?
Or will that quick flash bring about pure darkness...
From 700 Facebook friends down to 60ish.
Removing people from Facebook that I never talk to, do not plan to talk to, or just don't care about their life.
Sitting silent and alone I wait.
Empty.
When I'm sitting all by myself in my apartment.
Is it because I haven't been to church in a few weeks?
I use to feel full of wonder and excitement about the world.
Stare out of the window and just marvel at it all.
But lately my blinds stay closed and my apartment stays messy.
I had forgotten why I go to church but I think I'm realizing it now.
I wish it was Sunday.
Ugh I think I'm on the downslope of getting depressed again.
Maybe good times only last so long.
I need a friend.
But I am too stupid to ask for help.
Or go find one.
Night 2 of not being able to sleep.
I feel like I use to.
I thought I was over this.
Do you wear a mask?
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