Micha10
Duration is long. I don't have a long time to think. My mind is blank. I cannot form the thoughts for this word. There is a blockage in my head. My mind won't think. And the bar is almost full.
White powder. It covers everything. All fading together until I can't see. I slip and fall, losing my balance.
You are the proof in my soul. Why are touch screens still so lame?
Dissolve in me. Dissolve in you. Pushing and pulling each other through a myriad of circles. We dance around each other.
As you cry i cry with you. Your tears do not fall, and neither do mine. But I can feel your pain inside, that ache that nothing will ever be the same. That a part of you is gone. A part that you can never get back, but my feelings spill into meaningless words.
Taffy is good, taffy is sweet. I like the strawberry kind from the Willy Wonka company, but saltwater taffy's much better than that.
You are a stencil in my heart, carefully etched so that I cannot pull you out. I rip and tear, but you have a hold on me so tight, and you won't let go.
I counted your tears, I counted the pages you wrote to me. I put them in a jar, and set them aside. I lay on my pillow, and stared across the room. I count the days until you return to me.
You've hijacked my mind, infiltrating every secret passage until I don't have the freedom, or clarity to think anymore. You're like a little drill, pouring holes inside my head. But I can't help but to love you.
I am in a wheelchair. I cannot move. My feet are numb with cold. There is no way to warm them. It is a beautiful day, just freezing.
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