Could You
I hate this
Hate missing
Hate wondering
Hate not being able
Hate not having a choice
Hate that it gets to me this much
Hate thinking that it may happen again
One I can maybe live with, two would be fucked
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!
Friday, July 15, 2005
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