Love...
Darkened at the doorstep of a lost hope
I search for you still...
Lost in the sea of my utter discontent
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I want...
Need
To fix this.
Somehow...
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I want to create beauty in desperation
To write and have my pencil cry
Stain my paper-mache emotions
But I have no soul
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When I was young, about four years old,
You told me you were proud of me
I guess it was just for being there and being healthy
For what can a small child really do?
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When I got another girl scout badge,
An academic award,
A certificate of some kind,
You were there, smiling,
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Trying to pinpoint moments in time is like trying to graph the human psyche.
No matter how hard you try, it cannot be done.
Yet, we try to point out specific moments in history
Places where we though something went wrong,
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I can't let go.
Of anything, really.
Pain, hate, anger...
It's all integrated in my skin
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Sitting in front of a 19'' screen
Our faces plastered with the same expression,
Waiting for the part
We both know will break the silence
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Memories...
How does one express the thing
That passes between two people?
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We're not friends
Just because some stupid site says so.
So don't come up thinking we're tight...
That we're close...
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