Category: Writers Block
I don't want to sleep, to breathe, to feel this insane jealousy that sends ice water coursing through my veins. I actually feel hollow now, after all that I've been through, I think the melancholy has finally beaten me. I want to run away from all of us too, did you ever think of that? Did you ever think that I could feel pain too? I knew that I could never trust you, it was one before whom had carried your name that nearly destroyed me and stupidly, I chose you.
I don't want to look at you, to read what you have to say and understand the meaning. I don't want to pity you, yet I do to some extent. I'm jealous, even though I have no right to be, I am, oh God I am and it's not fair, it's not fucking fair!
And you say you're bleeding well do you know what? I'm bleeding too, I've been bleeding for four years now so I'm use to the sensation. And you try to remain in my good graces and damn it all, it's working!
oh, kala that's nice.
so true
Well said. There's a lot of anger there.
Bob