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Monday, May 31, 2010
Buckshot and Broken Glass
My mind burns with the questions not answered. I'm lost within the maze of my mind. Please let me ask my questions. Let me know the answers that I need. Don't get angry and push me away. Don't look me in the eye and lie. I need your truth and your love. I need to be able to know that you are there. Show me your strength. Take me by the hand. If I fall please catch me, or please fall with me. There are times when I'm scared and need you near. Empty lies make me cry. False love kills all in the end. I need to know that I am safe in your presence that I may once again fly. I want to rise as the phoenix does, to start over new. To rise from the ashes of my faults and my pain.. To show the world that I am strong once more. To show them that I am not see through that I'm not just someone to be used.I am human. I do have a heart and sometimes a beautiful mind. I do feel love and pain and sadness and bliss and misery and perfection. I'm not just empty space. I'm not just trudging through life. I want to be somewhere and I want to be with someone. I want to matter to the world or at least to someone special. I do love with all my hear, but one can not live on love alone and I'm trying desperately to stay afloat. Is there anyone out there that will stand with me and hold my hand? Is there anyone out there that will keep me from slipping off the cliff? Is there someone that loves me and wants to be there always? Is there someone reading my words?
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