i would say solitude is imaginary, but this is more reality than i can handle. a piece is missing, but i think so many pieces are missing. i question this abyss. submissively allow it to swallow me whole. the chaos feels a bit overwhelming. i can taste the freedom, but i cannot see it.
...and you think this is about you, but i have learned to be selfish. one can be lowered only so many times before they retreat. i know it is my fault that i have let myself to be hurt like that. i dwell on that. i have found my cave, i will remain hiding until i deem it necessary to expose myself.
i like my secrets, and i intend on keeping them.
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