jumping to conclusions

Jan 31 05:09 UTC 1999

bound by silver threads,
are we too much--
too soon,
too long?
my mind's sharp twists tear me apart day by day,
a gentle touch,
a soft whisper--
so wrong,
so right...
i pray the fates may be kind,
that i may shatter easily.
my blood spills with the thought...
sadly;
without you,
i become the monster you found me as...
i feel you slipping--
i feel you shedding this life i am part of,
now i curl up to fade away...
to make the same mistakes,
to fall in the same large void i once knew so well.
stuck in a life i can't leave behind...
a victim of trust.
why does it have to be this way?
why did i love?
sliding down a spider web,
just to be lunch to my presumptions.
why can't i live myself,
as myself,
by myself?!!
why can't it be easier?
why does this dredful thought hurt so?
the broken glass rains down;
another day,
another storm...
let it all just be a dream,
let me trust in man kind...
loosing faith,
loosing ground,
let it die like the embers inplace of where i once had a heart.

response 2 of 9:

Feb 1 03:17 UTC 1999

Nice.

response 4 of 9:

Feb 1 17:10 UTC 1999

        (.... again, the tears of the world)

response 6 of 9:

Jun 21 17:16 UTC 1999

for some reason I"ve bee drawn to reread this quite a lot lately, and
I"ve realized that the last line seems a bit stretched out.. you
wouldn't beat me senseless for suggesting maybe breaking it up a little
would you?

response 8 of 9:

May 26 01:44 UTC 2000

i really like this one!!!!!!! i think you have a lot of talent