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he smiles and says he knows just what shes talking about. knows just what she feels she feels so safe with him so when the offer comes up to go back to his place she obliges. he would never harm her, hed cut off his own arms first. She resides in his saftey net that soon turns into a web of lies. and he is the arachnid. He holds her fast, he sinks his teeth in. she did not foresee this happeneing again. Who is this stranger with her lover's face? She goes home crying. she leaves a years worth of messages none of which he ever returns a week goes by and she hears he has hurt someone new and then moved on to someone else. all that special joy she felt now disappeared and she feels just like damaged goods. She sees another little girl crying in an alley and asks her whats wrong? Who is the boy that broke her world oh won't she open up? The little girl says the boy she loved left her because she wouldnt give herself to him, called her fat. she felt so weak said she wished the world woul djust swallow her whole. She told the little girl, "Good for you, iw ish i could borrow your strength little girl, its all i need anymore, from the spiders of this world im so proud of you, keep your head up high"
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goods
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anonymouse
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the world trade center the pentagon the planes the people the poeples hearts the peoples loved ones the lost souls the US and their "oh so wonderful" reputation
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pilgrim
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110 stories of vanishing skyline So surreal Melting dreamlike A nightmare in reality The loss of life The subsequent loss of Liberty My God My God What are we to become
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reality check
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oh, get over it already.
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silentbob
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i want to get the word Damaged tattooed on my back, just under my neck and if the world doesn't understand, then the world has to learn.
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I don't feel anymore. I just now realized that I feel nothing. in place of sensitivity I have analysis and logical justifications. I take nothing to heart. perhaps my heart has frozen, maybe it wilted. that's why I don't write anymore. I haven't written in my journal in months. will you teach me to feel again?
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craziness
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well, you're not the only person in that boat. did you feel rejected when i left? i felt a growing alienation when the way i was going became terrifically blocked. until i just numbed the feelings and went with the blockages. it hasn't been too great.
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what's it to you?
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