Miss Understood Miss UnderstoodMiss Understood by ~Miss-Minerva-Sage
I feel so alone
yet so surrounded by people that I can't breathe
as close as a phone call
as far away as many of my friends
But even if they were here
still they wouldn't understand my isolation
That - Henry would understand
but not much else about me
I want to say I have a tortured soul
but I am the sadist and the masochist her
Dirty, Worn Notebook "Dirty, Worn Notebook"Dirty, Worn Notebook by ~breathinginfumes
12-06-04
The slide brings faith. The tears save the face. The pain pushes forward. The only way is to feel. Though the fear turns the eyes. The darkness the sky expresses. The words that are never there to speak when they are needed. The cold sweat that envelopes the body. Activating the nerves enough to react. That sudden sense of chill causing the body to coil. That fetal position that ensures and reassures safety still exists. Darkness, then light. Almost as if life is teasing. Coaxing a reaction. Everything that is spoken and confessed is written down. That dirty, worn notebook on the kitchen table. Holding all
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