sometimes i look at the ocean and just want to jump in it and float away from this world, these thoughts of still pictures, these hurtful memories that still lingers. if i could have a moment to myself to fix what i need help or perhaps relive the moment i first fell slowly yet peacefully until i touch the bottom of the pool.... if i could see and relive that beauty over again where my life slipped away, yet not one part of me was afraid. just knowing i breathed underwater, just knowing he gave me another chance in life, made my purpose to live known. yet.... why oh why, do i have a stronger feeling that i am truely alone? alive yet dead why do i not sleep like another part of me is awake.? why do i feel touch and see yet im numb to it? its like im split in two this is the truth. half will smile the other will cry. im worried, like a porcelain doll sleepping out side her case that keeps all her memories... she lost her thought and her feelings cause she slept outside for far far to long. now i cant tell what i can tell, i cant think cause theres no thoughts to voice, but words.
Posted on: Fri, 04 Oct 2013 00:41:59 +0000
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