We're All Mad Here
Blissful freedom.
Hell, I don't even know if anyone still looks at this page. If anyone still wonders and checks in on it on occasion...I've cut almost all links to a past I wish I could forget, a life I wished I'd never led. So here I am today, typing away into a box void of all emotion and comfort, and why? God only knows what has possessed me. I'm in a writing mood I suppose. Maybe my muse came back, maybe I never had one, maybe it was always in me, just supressed by mass self-doubt and hatred. Oh well, who the hell knows anymore anyway.
CHEAT
Your words flow around me
embracing my every existence
I believe in you
I hang on your every word
I love you
yet I am not your one and only
your words spill out to another also
you whisper sweet nothings in her ear
embrace her in your arms
bring light into her life
and so I let you go
because of all the hurt
because I truely love you
giving you the lighted path
and leaving myself in darkened hallways
filled with mistrust and dishonesty