Picking at Scabs... nasty lil habit...

My emotions have gone south since the last entry...

same old wound, just new reason/person to feel it for... they are just being themselves, I respect that.

But I still feel a twinge in the chest area because of it. I need a vacation, but it wouldn't be fun without him. I want him there too... same old wound like I said... just hurts different, this time a lil deeper than normal... but the same wound nonetheless


I'll Die- Floetry

If I stay right here,
I’ll die inside.
Ran out of tears,
I can barely get by.
It’s fair to say,
That we tried.
You know I wanna stay,
If I do, I’ll die.


Verse 2:
Been a addicted,
To the burden of the gifted,
To the sermon of the shifted,
Always praying to be lifted.
Always settling,
Never bettering.
How’m I gonna win,
If I’m not listening.
Always asking for
Never noticing,
Every move I make,
This game’s reacting in,
Perfect symmetry,
I’m my destiny,
Must invest in me,
Or I’m just gonna be,
Victim of circumstance,
All is left to chance,
How can I enhance?
I’m afraid to dance.
I must break this trance,
‘Cause it’s deafening,
So I’m breathing in.
I’m breathing in.
Breath to get control of me.
I have to breath.
I have to be.
Hook:

Bridge:
What’s the use of living here,
If I don’t feel alive?
Denied mistakes,
So much I’ve done.
So much to cry.
I cry.

Sitting here holding back tears... again...

"I Am ready for Love, Why are you hiding from me, I'd quickly give my freedom, to be held in your captivity" (India.Arie)