A soul without a body

Oct 30, 2005 08:40

lonelyness seems so seep so far out pass my vision
my lungs start to breathe in the words you last said
could this be the end of everything i thought i knew
its so wrong but i cannot help but feel this way

let us step beneath the mistletoe with lips left trembling
I am so apathetic, but this could be love

{I have always feared being alone, and that is where i am. my heart falls so easily for smiles shot towards me.}

in a dark alley it finds itself hearing only whispers; from the drunks behind the dumpsters and what it ised to be. with the moaning of the whores as the men get there feel of ecstasy it shudders to think of what it became. the neon signs flickers from a distance but still to bright for the eyes. love with his bottle in hand sits down my the dumpster with tears in its eyes.

this has been a heartfelt attempt to savor my few memories of the girls i love, and the scars set throughout me.
my dreams have become chemical in hopes to find faith, but the abuse has taken toll.

A soul without a body

"Brothers and sisters
I'm right here with you
Cause everyone's got one
A story to kill me
I'm so apathetic in my resentment
Living, loving, knowing not"
-the used
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