Things catch and hold here
Shari's July 10
I hate people, I am fascinated by them. Detest what they are capable of and do with it.
Where and how? Why?
Are others worth the pain they so willingly inflict on others?
I'm tired of listening.
Despise the abosorbing of others.
Such ridiculous words
They ring repetitively in my mind.
Resound through my thoughts.
Invade any hope or scrap of possibility I feel for anyone outside.
Take so much and tear away any self worth, any confidence, any...
Left you with nothing more than a shattered image of yourself reflecting back through tear washed eyes.
I can't imagine a life like this. I don't have it in me. I don't have what it takes to be this.... this absolute cliche of a life. I want them, I want them to be real, to be true. To be good. Better than the mistakes, better than any of it.