…you only see what I say and take offense to it. Use it to fuel your hatred of me. You don’t see it as an expression of all the things that hurt me.
Since even written existence only leads to your further discontent of me, I am once more going to disappear. For good?
That’s how you’d like it right? My existence –of any sort –even at a concert far away from you by myself makes you want to stuff me in an isolated box. How Eminem.
You want to find ways to hate me so you can no longer care.
Even in our separateness, why is it that we still find inadvertent ways to each other? This separate-post reading and responding… why do we magnetize to one another even in this state? Why?
I never wanted the world, I just wanted YOU.
If I have a heart made of gold
Then why is it not valued
Sinking deep into depression
Too much for these Valiums
My eyes hang heavy
My energy is low
I feel like I’m not ready
But at the same time I’m ready to go
…Besides, in time no one will know
I let go of the wheel for a minute
…didn’t realize I was holding my breath
Beginnings and endings.
Once upon a dream
Cycles exist in all aspects of life
We begin where we end
They are one in the same
Poetic justice. 🖤