every memory laughs at me.
i try to pull the covers up.
this is not something i want to know,
but you keep talking and spilling.
and i know this is real.
the sort of speech you think about
all night long in your head.
the one you are too afraid to start,
but once you've started you can't stop.
your heart is in it.
your mind is in it.
and someone else is wanted in it,
so now it's time for me to take my leave.
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- HeatherrrEloise
- Hell is really in, Illinois, United States
- "Whoa, off and on, off and on. We need to break this spell that we cast upon ourselves. Whoa, off and on, off and on. I need to quit. I don't think I have the strength to live without it." Spill Canvas -- 'To Live Without It'
4 comments:
if this is real... then I really hope you're all right... I've come to follow your life doggedly (as much as that may creep you out).. but maybe it was time...
if it's not... then you're ability to pump emotion into it is simply astounding...
So sad
it's very strong, i really like it
Is everything okay? I haven't seen anything from you since you posted this sad piece. Hope you're alright.
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