Trying to hit things trying to beat foes
Trying with all of her might
To make sure everyone around her goes.
The other part of me is sad and lonely
She tries with every fiber of her being to get close
She tries to keep them, hold them squeeze them
She does all in her power to get what she wants the most
Yet with both of these sides pushing and pulling
Yanking and tugging. Punching and squeezing
All I really want is to know what it is like, to know that someone is there, never to leave me. Mainly I believe why I push away is because I know or think they’re going to leave me anyway. And Why I cling and hold on is because I don’t want them to let go and let me fall. I'm used to people coming and going in and out of my life without the slightest consideration for my thoughts and my feelings and my heart.
Frankly, I'm hurt.







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Colin was drifting across the steamy expanses of his own mind, in a boat of his own making. He looked back out at the ocean. The waves were beginning to swell. The little boat bobbed up and down, and Colin threw up.
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