_laying in a bathtub full of freezing water, wishing you were a ghost_
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If I didn't have the emptiness looming inside of me, I would hate you for life. Sometimes I feel like you went & stole what I had to give away. If I didn't fall for what you gave me, none of this would have happened. I love you because there's nothing else & I hate you for being this way. You liar, thief & everything in between.
If I didn't have the emptiness looming inside of me, I wouldn't be wasting my words on you. They pour over like cheap imitation wine stored in a fancy-looking bottle. That's all it is. Now that bottle is empty & collecting dust. It's not looking so new & fancy any more because it never was.
If I didn't have the emptiness looming inside of me I would not feel like how I do; like I need that something to hold on to [but it's not there]. I want to say that I can hold on to myself but that would be a lie. This is me admitting my weakness. I'm not as strong as I thought. & I wish that I had that something to hold on to [but it's not there].
I wish I had the drive to get myself away. & I wish that I didn't have to be so scared so that all I can talk in are jumbles that they'll never read [understand]. Yes, this is me admitting my weakness alright.
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