Apr 06, 2005 00:06
full is not heavy as empty
i do not exist.
quite literally.
no one knows me. no one cares for me. no one notices my anguishes. no one asks. no one listens. no one loves.
every day i carry the weight of astounding beauties , overwhelming tragedies
with nowhere to put them.
there has never been anything here but me , slowly slowly dying , consumed by silence.
herenow,
winter