Mar 29, 2004 13:47
this may not be the way,
expressionless smiles
drowning in guilt
we turn in our feelings
in relentless remorse
written at:
March 26 8:04 am
today, i thought i knew. i thought i could see. this hate, the love, those tears, what once was me. i wake, i laugh, in hope for dreams not nightmares...haunting me. no breaths found in my dying body. you who knew? this love, the hate, my tears, dripping blood. my heart, broken and breaking, this cant seem to want to fall apart. but you knew, even from the start, my age, the moving, the differences, what dose matter? your EXCUSES, the LIES, this GUILT; what shame. a disgrace; dumbfounded; you made me a fool. used and never quite understood, so your want, this desire, the lust, i pity . . .YOU, no remorse.