Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Recess Files...

The strangest of mists clouds my berated heart...
And an absolute littleness stretches my shadows to a place where it all starts...
Into a place where I cannot see past is an infinite existence...
And in it lies an aloneness so subtle...

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I'm so tired of being so alone. I feel like I can't breathe. I am so desperate to love something I think its going to drive me insane. Why won't anything love me?