Monday, May 10, 2010

Crippled Sad

I write better when I'm angry... but this? This sinking sadness? This is too much.

My pen can't even stand straight enough to punctuate.

I can't even describe this in words. That's how fucked up you make me feel.
Not having the words.
It's laughable.
Only not even close.
You've broken me past my worst.
I didn't think that was possible.
I know, now, to never say so.
Things have, and always will get worse.
Thank you for showing me the light.

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