I wanted my life
Wanted to share it
Can’t write about life without living it
Surviving
Always surviving
Being nothing
Where do I begin if not there?
Just the beginning
A cruel thing to say
Just a bewildered traveller
On a solo journey through the stars
Traveling on the back of a great beast
Illuminated by a star
There’s so much going on around me
People living
That has nothing to do with me
I am tiny and powerless
Alone
It would be wrong
Don’t tell me no
I loved him like nothing I’ve ever known
Despised him the same
You’d think after 7 years it would have meant something
Instead it is set to die like everything else in my life
Deep into it
The dying day
Indeed
If I had a moment of love
I don’t think I’d be able to let go
I think if you send me another murderer it will work this time
Anyone
I will, I will take anyone
I don’t know what is screaming from over there
Over there in my mind
I have no idea
I thought I had the answers
That one hurt a bit
Who will stand beside me now?
You don’t understand
I can’t realise how alone I am
I can’t know that my worst fear became real and now all there is to fear is death
I begged for my life
Fought tooth and nail for it
Nothing
Imagine fighting with every fibre of your being for 7 years and the result is nothing
Those famous people “oh I tried so hard with nothing to show” woe is me I’m only famous and rich
It’s so hard being popular
It’s giving Queen Bitch in high school singing about her woes at the talent show
Cry more about how hard it is to come out on top
I don’t like this side of me
The side that hates people for being successful because I can’t be
It’s not their fault I am a failure
And saying sometimes things just don’t work out
Feels like a dig, because if they did work out I forced them to
Into the abyss, I suppose
How’s that for a cliche?
It’s better without you
Old lies die harder
Right?
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