things are starting to look up...
problem is i dont have much to write
about when it's all quiet...
all this time i thought i had this shattered love
for love...it's my love affair with love...but no~
we all hurt for hurt
we all hurt for love
we cry
we laugh
we learn
its that ever evolving, ever controlling almost spiteful contradiction...
how we can love and be loved and not feel loved at all.
to know and really understand is beyond me...but i feel im moving on.
dark to light.
it's my addiction to affliction that keeps me from being unabashed.
almost like i live to be shattered...like millions of mirror pieces.
oh the beauty in that is like chocolate ice.so bitter sweet...
but as the music changes,
as the tides change;
the sky a purple to an
amber light-
i will find myself otherwise.
Not so much in the dark.
it is hard to go by words you offer to others...
you listen and you know...and you say...but there's
so much
to fathom.
change and time make all the difference
you have to keep moving and nurturing what you love
or you lose most of who you are and,
before you know it, you lose everything
and everyone that trully matters.
you lose yourself.
wallowing in ur misery in its own right is a beautiful
morose entirety, but it breaks you...
i love the thought of getting fixed again.... (",)
besides...
i'd rather the icecream anytime..
[M] you're better than ice cream...
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you really like being broken? maybe you do - but you say you like being fixed. Have you decided that you just like everything? But yet you hate some things... give me time to understand. But i like the IDEA of moving ahead and away from dark towards amber - in fact amber is my favorite color. And i sure dont like what ive been doing to myself and others lately. But i haven't quite re-found my good self yet. I am lost but - when i am alone i feel found... wierd - but its all subjective
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