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| Schizoid Insominac Join Date: Oct 2004 Location: Ohio Age: 27
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My Mood: | undefeated Once apon a time life was good. A steady home and loving friends, a scheduled life was understood. A loving dog to pet and play, A big yard to stroll and explore. Rebellion set in the brain went arye, Drinking and men were all I wanted, The love that I thought I needed so bad elusive, forbidden, not to be had. A spark in the dark, welcoming, true A firey spark of love so I thought I left and came back but oh what a sham a child, loneliness and depression are all that I had. Be strong, move along start over again, new job, new home, new state a year goes by and whats this, new love? Could this be so? Possibly, maybe , try it again, yes and then no and again and again Love is so confusing, confounding, devouring emotions run wild, reaching, foundering. no this is not it, i have failed again. Still we go on, searching, repeating, Looking for what seems to be fantasy Do we ever find it? is it truly there? Pain seems inevitable, and yet we go on searching, undefeated.
__________________ What is love but the threshold to pain and agony |
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