Mikaeo

A stream trickling by Weeping am I I hear it and think Why? Why must I hear it? Why mustn't I quit? I wonder so much Why shouldn't I quit hearing it? I think and think Ugh, the monotony makes me blink The same old sound A stream I cant even drink I cry, not die I fuss, not cuss I just want to not But I am so I must

I miss you... Dreams, they plague me of you. I try to leave you behind... But you wont go away. Your existence lingers in mine. As if you will always be there... I want to say goodbye and never look back But you wont let me. I feel you in my soul. The hugs we used to share. Or when we would say "I care." That time is past. The gift of now is where we must both live. Someday, we may meet again. If we do, I hope our first words... I hope they reflect the glee we felt... Of times long ago. Goodbye I say to you. Goodbye I say to your face. Goodbye I say to your smile...

          Don't ask questions anymore.        You reveal too much to yourself.    We can't have too much coming up now can we?          Don't express your feelings. Leave them in a corner and hope they fade with the light.                  Stay blank.                 And one day                             You             Will                  BREAK

How can I feel safe with you? What sanctum do you offer my heart? How can I even be your friend when you've become an obsession for me? In all this I can't even cry; I have to bask in purgatory. Someone with a mind and point of view as iridescent as mine should at least be capable of a full range of expression. Fuck you. You're the worst thing that ever happened to me. Even though I am now a better person than I ever was, I can't feel shit the way I need to. Somehow every problem I have can be related to you. So fuck you. I don't want to know you. I don't want to hear you in my thoughts. Leave forever so I don't have to hurt silen