Thursday, October 6, 2011

The Flooding Of My Mind













No more forts made of blankets (hold your pillow).
No more saturday morning cartoons (laugh alone).
No more lights on when I get home (turn the TV on before you leave, there'll be voices when you return).
And no, I don't know what I'm doing.
But I'm doing it again.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

I don't know what I'm doing but I'm doing it again..

Blury mind.

I wish I would make it easier for myself to just love God and forget about the rest.. but it doesn't work that way, not at all. Heartbreak, tears, blood, everything fades away to dust.

Dreamer said...

We all fall into the trap of pushing people away and find ourselves alone...

Anonymous said...

I love you but you are not enough. I can't bear to be lonely but when you are here you take everything and I've got nothing but exhaustion and the empty hollowness of my unrealised dreams. I miss you, I love you, goodbye.
That's the sound of my heart ripping, I must be strong I must, but I can't bear to be alone with nothing to ground me just the flood of my tears as they burn my eyes.

Her. said...

These goosebumps won't stop. I miss everything that I never had. I miss this.

FeverDream said...

i keep trying to talk myself out of this thing we've deemed love. i've been there, i've done that, i've been ripped open and sewn myself shut. i've spent nights convincing myself that it's safer alone, without you. but how could i be without you now that i've had you? how could i ever leave what i've finally found?

Anonymous said...

You are here with me, but there is no sound, and I am still alone because your heart and mind are with her. so I must let you go, go to her...

You were never really with me anyway...

Broken

Anonymous said...

If your heart and mind is with her, just be where you need to be. That still counts. It always counts.