after another night of aimless web surfing, looking for inspiration, and reality, looking for heart deep contentment...or perhaps it is just pure romanticism that I seek...sleep evades my eyelids, my mind, my body....it is in the early dawn hours again and before I give up my chance at a night's sleep I commit these words to permanence....is there anyone else still awake, invisible, and yearning?

Saturday, February 5, 2011

volatile

only moments ago i was numb to all feelings just doing, acting, performing and then i get a text from your friend. I come home to find an email for you. And I am in pain again. hurt so deep tears can't even make it to my eyes, noise unable to escape my open mouth, just frozen with my open wound aching.

why does it come back to haunt me? i want only to feel nothingness again. i don't want to remember the love and the lost,

 I can't take no more.

you have tore me apart, starting with my heart.... I am nothing but shreds left keeping busy. who will want me now. who will see me....who will hold me.....

friends miles away...

come take care of me because I am shreds that no longer make a whole. A piece of the heart has been stolen never to be replaced.

someone please hold me and tell me I am worth it, I am worth loving. real pure true love that comes without the side effects of hurt, violence or substances. That my love is more important than sex. That my love is addiction without jealousy. That my love can run wild with no restraints

that my love can encompass your world.