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i feel safe blogging here...
so she thinks im insenseitive....
there are so many things she doesnt know, and so many things i cant tell her...reasons, explinations, horrible things wraped up in false happiness.
if only she knew some of them she would understand why some things she does hurt me, why i cant do certain things...she would understand why the thing she says doesnt bother me has cut me deeper than anything ive ever experienced...
but there are other things that are there, and she refuse to yeild to their truth....or just ignores there existince completely...
Watching the headlight passing, as their slow malacious repitition ticks on, like the wasted hours of my life. No longer deserving of the desire to live, a souless courpse making his way from paycheck to paycheck. Friendless, alone, like a drawing without ink. Years wasted wishing for the desire to wake up...only finding himself sleeping longer and longer past the snoze button......
so she thinks im insenseitive....
there are so many things she doesnt know, and so many things i cant tell her...reasons, explinations, horrible things wraped up in false happiness.
if only she knew some of them she would understand why some things she does hurt me, why i cant do certain things...she would understand why the thing she says doesnt bother me has cut me deeper than anything ive ever experienced...
but there are other things that are there, and she refuse to yeild to their truth....or just ignores there existince completely...
Watching the headlight passing, as their slow malacious repitition ticks on, like the wasted hours of my life. No longer deserving of the desire to live, a souless courpse making his way from paycheck to paycheck. Friendless, alone, like a drawing without ink. Years wasted wishing for the desire to wake up...only finding himself sleeping longer and longer past the snoze button......