I can babble pretty...
Found an old writing of mine and felt like sharing.
Over-reactions to misconstrued messages
You taunted my comprehension in that moments time
The sunlight fades into shivering shadow of night
I looked into a mirror and the reflection turned away
Promises given in desperation bring an absence of fulfillment
A touching embrace applied to numbed skin
Reaching out only to find a void of silence
Screaming thoughts tortured by past subconscious memory
Abandoned finding solace only in escape of reality
Your comfort unwanted and lost in introverted wounds too deep to sew and too shallow in nature to understand
Aspects unlearned always leave mental scarring from the forceful cuts to remove such viewed flaws
Haunting images of unknown future places flicker behind faraway gazes
A grimace placed within a smile bittered by circumstance that cannot be conveyed enough for a sense of clarity
When the sunrise chases away this darkened world will it warm the mind?
Is it hope? That which inspires those to to strive or is it something else, perhaps something less glorified and sought
Coincidence, fate, or the manifestation of what is needed, but not known
Why is it when I am exhausted that words plague me to express that which I do not fully realize
The crows are more noticeable as of late
The mark to bare upon thy back
Longing for meaning that has an irrefutable depth
Yet... There are no existential detectives to help me
To search my mind for answers in printed text only brings a loss to such ramblings
I lost my dream, it held my most treasured ideals
Why do you lose things that hold such cherished inspiration
They disappear without notice until wanted and then the loss becomes painfully apparent
Like that absence of knowing what it would be to be pure
Thinking of that makes me wish for the strength to never want another and be secure in being always singe... alone
Too tactile of a person to live without touch and those particular moments of closeness
So many reasons to hurt, and yet I try to stay happy and block out thoughts that attempt to gnaw at my insides
Why do I fear you?
You, being everyone and anyone
Pillar of strength, spine of steel, will of stone
Resist your own madness to stay aflight
Always fly and never fall
A sentence that came to me, but the meaning is still a little too far for me to grab
I want that knowledge that lingers behind my forethought
An intangible power, substance, something... something is there
I feel it coursing and churning through those unseen corners of my whole self
I believe sometimes, that I am losing myself with clouded idea, memory, and thought
I overwhelmed my own reasoning a long time ago
The fool, I step blindly in a direction that I don't feel will lead me anywhere, but I needed something
Only time will tell what will come and I can only pray for patience and durability
And receive annoyance
I AM A GOLDEN GOD!
Signing out.
~SquishyGurl~
Over-reactions to misconstrued messages
You taunted my comprehension in that moments time
The sunlight fades into shivering shadow of night
I looked into a mirror and the reflection turned away
Promises given in desperation bring an absence of fulfillment
A touching embrace applied to numbed skin
Reaching out only to find a void of silence
Screaming thoughts tortured by past subconscious memory
Abandoned finding solace only in escape of reality
Your comfort unwanted and lost in introverted wounds too deep to sew and too shallow in nature to understand
Aspects unlearned always leave mental scarring from the forceful cuts to remove such viewed flaws
Haunting images of unknown future places flicker behind faraway gazes
A grimace placed within a smile bittered by circumstance that cannot be conveyed enough for a sense of clarity
When the sunrise chases away this darkened world will it warm the mind?
Is it hope? That which inspires those to to strive or is it something else, perhaps something less glorified and sought
Coincidence, fate, or the manifestation of what is needed, but not known
Why is it when I am exhausted that words plague me to express that which I do not fully realize
The crows are more noticeable as of late
The mark to bare upon thy back
Longing for meaning that has an irrefutable depth
Yet... There are no existential detectives to help me
To search my mind for answers in printed text only brings a loss to such ramblings
I lost my dream, it held my most treasured ideals
Why do you lose things that hold such cherished inspiration
They disappear without notice until wanted and then the loss becomes painfully apparent
Like that absence of knowing what it would be to be pure
Thinking of that makes me wish for the strength to never want another and be secure in being always singe... alone
Too tactile of a person to live without touch and those particular moments of closeness
So many reasons to hurt, and yet I try to stay happy and block out thoughts that attempt to gnaw at my insides
Why do I fear you?
You, being everyone and anyone
Pillar of strength, spine of steel, will of stone
Resist your own madness to stay aflight
Always fly and never fall
A sentence that came to me, but the meaning is still a little too far for me to grab
I want that knowledge that lingers behind my forethought
An intangible power, substance, something... something is there
I feel it coursing and churning through those unseen corners of my whole self
I believe sometimes, that I am losing myself with clouded idea, memory, and thought
I overwhelmed my own reasoning a long time ago
The fool, I step blindly in a direction that I don't feel will lead me anywhere, but I needed something
Only time will tell what will come and I can only pray for patience and durability
And receive annoyance
I AM A GOLDEN GOD!
Signing out.
~SquishyGurl~