i don't want to think about you anymore.
the best memories are painful
the bad memories anger
and the every day life memories are unbearable.
yes, i don't want to think about you anymore.
my good intentions only fail
my unselfish motives turn to self pity
and my repression taunts me.
those lyrics.
i struggle with forward motion.
i would quote it and agree, but the lead's name reminds me of you.
that song.
the one i claimed to be our own.
i would listen to it and enjoy it, but the emotion it stirs is raw.
these are just thoughts spilling into an abyss of strangers that will never look,
a sea of opinions that will never matter to the masses,
the canvas that i'll one day delete
in hopes of erasing the angst,
in hopes of stitching up the wound,
in hopes of healing my heart.
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