SADNESS – What a bitter way to die.

AH!

I am currently looking for something – and that something I am looking for is something I used to look for when I am looking for something…

Doesn’t make sense. (It’s not suppose to anyway. )

One more bite a little closer to the bone, then I’m done.

It would probably shock some people. But most of my friends would understand. But I’d be a loser if I’d give up. I’d be a loser again. And I don’t want to loser anymore. So I have no choice but to move on.

With a heart of lead and a wounded soul, she crawls on her bloody knees.  Ah! Such poor soul trapped in her own prison – oblivious to the world around her.

And she cries.She cries soaking her pillows at night. Only the four corners of her room stand witness of her outbursts of pain and sadness. The pillow hears her whispers. And the moon stares at the lonely child trapped inside the body of that pathetically disturbed woman.

No more bleeding wrists. Only a bleeding heart.

No more lonely songs in the night but a lonely soul whimpering in the dark.

Ah! The smell of angst and melancholy permeates the air.

SADNESS – What a bitter way to die.        

~ by 32flavors on October 3, 2007.