27.02.07
A thick black mass. Weighing down the bottom of the cup. Heavy heavy holding the whole thing down heavy. Can’t see a thing. Bleak. Blank. Blah. The future is a clog in the drain.As I watch my life pass before me.
As I wish my life away.
As I wish this were over and done with.
Stuck I am still stuck
And I feel as though you all look on in wonder, watching.
Thinking to yourselves, how long will it take for her to catch on.
Hardly possible these days. And here I am wasting away institutionalized.
And so very little to show for myself. But heartache.
This is all so dramatic.
This is all so tragic.
This is all not what it should be. Even I can see that far.
I did not squander my youth -- I was too serious for that.
But if I look back I think I should have had more fun.
Love and joy and sparkling eyes even in the midst of everything falling apart.
posted by la kara @ 21:09
4 Comments:
how do i help you?
you can't save the world kara no middle name lynch. i wish i could save you but life does not unravel so easily. but i wish i could make you understand that you are stronger than you think and more beautiful than you know.
i know you know who this is so call me if you want to talk.
thanks for kind words.
saving the world is a front. because really its the mundane that wears away at most of us. unravels. but it's not so interesting to talk about.
but at least then you'd be honest...and not freak out your friends. =)
xxoo
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