All Alone She turns to stone. Like holding her breath after death.
I have logged in a few times... But left a blank page. Sometimes I write a lot of "fucks" and decide that I shouldn't post such profanity.. So now I sit.
Should I write? Should I just forget?
I know someday I will want to look back and I will want to remeber what happened on those unscripted days.. But sometimes I just feel like some things, are better to be forgotten.
What really drives me to stay - I do not know.
What really drives me to want to leave - I do not know.
Maybe I should have thought things through before posting. You don't really know who might stumble across this.. without the proper understanding - Words like mine can be brutal.
I won't run away. I want to. But I won't.
It's not because I have nowhere to go. It's because I can't. I want to. But I can't. I'm locked inside what I thought I was building. Is there enough here to hold me together.. since I have lost my personal strength to do it myself. It's been long drained.
Should I write? Should I just forget?
I know someday I will want to look back and I will want to remeber what happened on those unscripted days.. But sometimes I just feel like some things, are better to be forgotten.
What really drives me to stay - I do not know.
What really drives me to want to leave - I do not know.
Maybe I should have thought things through before posting. You don't really know who might stumble across this.. without the proper understanding - Words like mine can be brutal.
I won't run away. I want to. But I won't.
It's not because I have nowhere to go. It's because I can't. I want to. But I can't. I'm locked inside what I thought I was building. Is there enough here to hold me together.. since I have lost my personal strength to do it myself. It's been long drained.