sarawrah
Now im sitting here...wondering if now will be a memory i hold if now is a moment i would have dreaded or hoped for...now is strange...now is lonely...now is alright...
Approval of thoughts running through my mind I dont push them away anymore I just watch them fly good and bad pain and pleasure I just watch them float around the bad and the better
I needed your approval to take off the bandages your permission to unravel the ties your approval that it was okay to be naked..free...tie by tie you used them to tie me to your chains...prisoner on hands and knees...fuck your approval...i dont need your permission im running
Too many losses at once, I cant wait to say Hello to something. Nothing left to lose is supposed to be freedom. But I just feel trapped. Cant escape the echoes...Cant let go of the ghosts...
Lift me up....Lift me out of the water...im sinking..lift me...out of the fog...i can barely see you through this mirage...lift me up now..bring me back..to you...bring me back to all of them...bring me back to me...
Forgetting is a myth
I listen to the radio when I want to hear music that dosnt remind me of anything new stuff stuff with no memories attached songs that are fresh and clean
I remember the incence smelled like egypt I remember the waves looked like liquid satin I remember when his skin touched the edge of mine and his lovebuzz jolt awakened senses i didnt know i had