Surviving the Days ... and the Weeks and the Torment.


Words I write don't necessarily make sense to you... I don't expect them to, maybe I don't even want them to... The thoughts are written fragmented and incomplete! I do not write for any form of external validation.. What you read may not have the same meaning as what I write... But do not underestimate the personal significance of my words! An essential part of who I am is only evident in my writing... It had been locked away after it was used against me... Everything you need, in order to hurt me, is right here!

Thursday, September 16, 2004

Blind

So quick to judge

So many false assumptions

Bitter words, ultimately empty

It is not I who you know

Nor do I know you, I don't care to

There is no reason

He is who I'm getting to know

He is who you know

You are quite irrelevant to me

You only hurt yourself with your actions

Posted by Ted at 7:32 pm

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