cryptic messages hidden in bottles.
everything is eventual. i flex and stretch and become something new, each day something new. but i see parts of me that i don't like, that i don't understand. i am light and dark and twisted inside and out. i vanish into myself while seeming to be who i am on the outside, no one sees me.
i am uncontrollable. i am aflame. i am becoming more than i once was. but still, on the inside, deep down where not even i can find, i am nothing. will never be anything. will never be whole. will never be sane. will never be enough.
cryptic messages are the only thing that tie me to the world. the only i can hold on to. i am lost. will ever be lost. am going to disappear within myself forever.
i am uncontrollable. i am aflame. i am becoming more than i once was. but still, on the inside, deep down where not even i can find, i am nothing. will never be anything. will never be whole. will never be sane. will never be enough.
cryptic messages are the only thing that tie me to the world. the only i can hold on to. i am lost. will ever be lost. am going to disappear within myself forever.