My love... my love it has been so long since you and i have last spoken. And, regretably, I must reaquaint myself with you once more. For I am sure that before long I will be filling your eyes and ears with melancholy once more.And, in advance, i apologize. GOD HOW LONG WILL IT BE?! This wating-- I swear it's torture Never knowing when my madness will strike Failing to guess how or where this depression strikes It's terrifying and it makes me wonder how worth it living is It is a feeling that I would not wish upon anyone EVER It makes me hate happiness and those who enjoy it It makes me curse all light that exposes my shame And it makes me wish, pray, even beg for death And I don't know why Please, my dearest unseeable friend Please do not abandon me during these troubled times. For I know (even in this psychotic state) that as long as I have you, my love, I will be fine So, again I beg: Do not give up on me. Thank you My love, My light, My dear invisible reader
Aireyon · Thu Jan 22, 2009 @ 09:29pm · 0 Comments |