The fight is officially over and, not surprisingly, I lost. But that’s alright. It’s about time I have to deal with something like this in my life. Now I can start focusing on important things such as school and things like school. Sometimes I just want to move. Pack up and get away. But that would be running. That would be escape. And I know it would only work for a while. It would only be a few days before I missed everyone. Maybe A week or two. I could have new friends, but I hang on to what I have because I like them. Not only that, I love them. They are my family.
I think it may have mostly been a dream. A really, really lucid dream.
Here comes the honesty. I’ve spent years without having a significant other. And for those years that I had been hoping to…
There is something going on here. I can feel it, but I don’t know what it is. I’ve been getting a lot of human interaction lately. I’ve been trying to make plans with people and I’ve actually been…
Sleeping for years
Pick through what is left
Through the pieces that fell and rose from the depth
From the rainwater well
Deep as a secret nobody knows
Less than forget
But more than begun
These adventures in solitude never done
To the names of our wounds
We send the same blood back from the wars
We thought we lost you
We thought we lost you
We thought we lost you
It will all come back