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uncomfortable in my own skin...

Monday, 27 June 2005

wicked wicked you are
Mood:  sad
With you...I'm at ease and it feels so good...but now the majority of time is spent w/out you...and it is one of the worst torments I've felt in such a long while. In your precense, I am whole, I don't question anything between you and me, I am the only thing that exists-so that is the way you make me feel, time is a whirlwind of bullshit, for there is only...what we share. And Without you, time has a death grip, strangle-hold, my heart, my life-drained, beaten, strung up...abusive is our relationship...that's time and I. Paranoia, fear, trust, pain, sorrow, obscure reality is that which we live. That in which we dream, black and white, pieces, a puzzle that doesn't fit, moment from moment, time to time, it laps, a faint memory-or is it a dream...what reality. Wisdom, dominance, drama, jealousy, my heart left to bleed-pulsating for you. Match this, my insecurity. Deep breath in...silent sorrow of good bye released...I'm saying good bye to you my friend, and this is where I lose myself to someone else. SOmething I promised I would not do. BUt with so much love to give...are you with me or without me?
To lose yourself in someone else is when you find yourself...nothing left to breathe. Ruthless existence...racking in fire. You've burnt me.

Posted by zine2/deathinfiction at 11:38 PM EDT
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