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wednesday, apr. 25, 2007, 5:41 pm

dear heart,
you ask for so much and sometimes it pains me too.
you fall out of rhythm and i struggle to even breathe and i secretly wish you'd stop this mad palpitating. you never listen, you interfere, you feel, too much, you love, you hate, you betray, you make me feel scared.
p.s. i really wish we could be friends but you believe in fate and i don't.

dear head,
when you said you'd be there, you never were.
its not easy being on my own. when it gets harder, you befriend insanity and everything else that scares me,
and i'm left clearing the mess you leave after a drunken night.

love, me.

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