first of many?
A spattering of writings, my heart has provided.... random thoughts. Tangents. Rambling. This is me. This is who I've always been. This is, God willing, the same fucked up- ever loving- broken girl (no no.. young woman) I'll be until the day I die. I don't want to be as dirty as the rest. I don't want my mind or heart clouded like yours have become. I want to burn brightly in my constant misfortune and go to bed, heartbroken, knowing that I've succeeded in being me. I'll love you. Forever. My heart knows no boundaries. My arms know no disease. I'll take you to me... to my heart... and I'll love you, endlessly. My tears are no less salty than yours but they are cried with more passion than comprehension allows for the likes of you.... it's simple. It's fact. I'm no better or no worse... hell, I barely exist in the sceme of all that is "life"........... but my candle will burn more brightly. And, from the stars, the little shimmer that is me will draw attention... if only an extra squint... and cause wonder of what could be.