This feeling brings back memories of my horrible past,
It haunts me,
Even taunts me,
Will I allow myself to feel this way,
This feeling is almost touchable,
Warm then cool,
Nice then depressing,
Heart racing then heart stopping,
A concentrated,
Overwealming,
Contsricting,
Pain,
Yet,
I've grown to crave it,
For this pain is all I have,
Without a glimmer of hope I run blindly through the pitch darkness with my pain,
Harboring it's grotesque agony in my soul,
But hey,
Isn't a bad feeling better then nothing at all?
 Randomc · Tue Sep 29, 2009 @ 03:15am · 0 Comments |
