Written: December 23, 2008 @ 10:48pm
eight-two-threes and heartbreak.
i need to get this off my chest.
not quite sure why i always let it phase me,
but i just need to write.
i need to write because i hate it,
and i don't want to feel it anymore.
as much as i try to dismiss everything,
i find myself lingering on what could be, what could of been.
sometimes i just want to throw in the towel,
let my heart take it from here.
but i gotta be smart, don't let it overcome me.
i know in the deepest of the depths,
that i am not alone in this.
i just want to leave reality for a bit,
go wander and float in a world where no one else,
but who matters, and only matters, is in it.
sometimes i just want to scream out loud,
hit the cold hard pavement with my fists.
blame the stars for cursing my heart,
and point my finger at god knows who and ask why?
can i express all of it?
i know, for a damn fact, i'm not the only one who wants to confess.
i can't and don't want to take it anymore,
because i do not want to look back over my shoulder,
over and over, over and fuckin over, always and over again.
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vent-ilicious.
xoxo,
Kristine


