Oct 22, 2007 01:31
There's nothing worse than being alone
and yet I volunteered several months ago.
I chose a net over a bridge,
jumped from the depths of her soul
to the shallows of a misguided drama.
A) You do not love me and you never did,
and if so- why am I by myself so consistently?
So much so that it defines my personality;
I am someone who can only wait,
not someone who can live up to his witty fucking lines.
You're too young to admit I'm pointless
and I'm too upset to argue.
B) You are the reason I hold my breath at night,
the reason my eyes sigh like they're miles high,
why I consider myself a body more than a boy.
You will never forgive me and I will never let go-
in other words: destined to die alone.
I need you like an extra limb
and it pains me...
I would rather die, I would rather die.
I seek a severance of any kind.
I WANT MY LIFE BACK.
I lost my spirits so long ago.
Please come home. Please come home. Please come home.