Pay Them in Dollars, Fuck Their Daughters And Turn It Into Wonderland 57188 Curiosities served |
2002-01-23 5:10 AM I am... Previous Entry :: Next Entry Mood: Melodramatic i see - no future
i find - comfort in nothing around me i want - things I can't have i have - a few meager material possessions and people who keep me around because I make myself as painless as possible i wish - for cash. lots of it i hate - the part of me that prevents me fom accomplishing a goddamned thing i miss - That Feeling i fear - effort i feel - nothing i hear - memories, music i smell - inoffensive i crave - sensation i search - for false solutions to my problems i wonder - why the fuck I won't fix this i regret - everything i love - escapism i ache - constantly i long - for oblivion i care - about nothing and no one. I make the pretense of doing so in an attempt to appear human and inoffensive. i always - fuck everything up i am not - worthwhile i believe - in nothing i cringe - at very few things i dance - in the dark or alone or in a crowd i sing - not as well as I used to i cry - never i succeed - never i fail - constantly i fight - myself i write - here and nowhere else, really. I keep thinking maybe I should change that... i give - little i won - something, once, probably i lose - everything, little by little i never - do much of anything i confuse - more things than I'm sure I'm aware of i listen - well, if I decide to i can usually be found - unless I want to be found i am scared - of something, but I'm not sure what it is i hope - that somehow, something will change. This is futile because it's me that needs to change and I appear unwilling to do so. i expect - something... i need - help. desperately. REAL help. Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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