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Two things I wrote in school today cause I was feeling emo... ha. whatever.
UNO:
The exhaustion of loneliness. Loneliness is described in contrast and comparison to many different things... but mostly... I find loneliness to be exhausting. The constant searching... the seemingly ENDLESS search. The time spent feeling around in the dark, led BY nothing .... TOWARD nothing. The blind stupor in which we spiral down the vast dismal abyss, reaching out for ANYTHING to stop our fall... but nothing can stop our fall. We fall, we hurt, we ache. We dream, we pray, we just HOPE ... that somewhere the abyss ends... the light begins... and the landing is NOTHING like the fall.
DUE:
Desperation and desire. The reasons I will follow anyone who gives me a lead. I'll jump for every promise, just to break at it's empty fall. I'll dance for whoever says they'll watch... I'll sing for whoever says they'll listen... and I'll believe them even when I can see clearly that their eyes are closed and their ears are plugged. An act of desperation... a cry for attention. A silent scream loud enough to make ears bleed, yet soft enough that it's unheard to all but the screamer. This is my desperation. My cry. My scream. This is my plea. I'm drowing... I'm suffocating... My lungs are caving in, and I'm desperately desiring someone to pour their breath into my lungs... just breathe their life into mine... just share it with me... fill me with their sense of completion. I'm empty and I need your blood to pump through my veins.
UNO:
The exhaustion of loneliness. Loneliness is described in contrast and comparison to many different things... but mostly... I find loneliness to be exhausting. The constant searching... the seemingly ENDLESS search. The time spent feeling around in the dark, led BY nothing .... TOWARD nothing. The blind stupor in which we spiral down the vast dismal abyss, reaching out for ANYTHING to stop our fall... but nothing can stop our fall. We fall, we hurt, we ache. We dream, we pray, we just HOPE ... that somewhere the abyss ends... the light begins... and the landing is NOTHING like the fall.
DUE:
Desperation and desire. The reasons I will follow anyone who gives me a lead. I'll jump for every promise, just to break at it's empty fall. I'll dance for whoever says they'll watch... I'll sing for whoever says they'll listen... and I'll believe them even when I can see clearly that their eyes are closed and their ears are plugged. An act of desperation... a cry for attention. A silent scream loud enough to make ears bleed, yet soft enough that it's unheard to all but the screamer. This is my desperation. My cry. My scream. This is my plea. I'm drowing... I'm suffocating... My lungs are caving in, and I'm desperately desiring someone to pour their breath into my lungs... just breathe their life into mine... just share it with me... fill me with their sense of completion. I'm empty and I need your blood to pump through my veins.