Jan 06, 2007 16:48
Longing leaves you feeling so
unfulfilled.
I speak,
and the words are little more than whispers,
screams barely tamed and
sometimes
I feel lost again.
It's not bad, I just...
I blister,
and maybe we shouldn't do this any longer,
but I want you to hack away at the seams
so I can be put back together
differently.
There's a name for my weakness(es)...
I need to see something new.