just afraid of dying lonely. but the sound feels the same. loneliness. fills my head with heavy thoughts. think i like it most because it takes its space in the parts im missing. single celled. muliplying. stretching across the wound to binde to the open seering edges. paralize the ache. all to make me happier, for now anyway. went to the place where i dreamed of us. together building something real. a cure. a relief. a sign. its twisted to know i'll always have you with me. though i'd love to let you leave, i know i never could. take it personally. i can't believe i let you do this. wonder how you'd live if you knew. or would you even care. or did you ever care.
bleed and dream
run
sit and sturr
barricade
binde and break
settle
this is you
swallow and divulge
comfort
hold and speak
release
hide and relax
forget
this is you to me
Monday, July 21, 2008
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