To watch a person suffer from within their eyes is perhaps one of the greatest human tradgedies to witness. You can see their eyes screaming; for attention, for anything, but their eyes become dry and weary, and nothing comes. I know that you are sad, perhaps an understatement. Yet what can my broken heart offer? I see the world thru a smal hole, carved away from my lifeless expiriences. What good will my hand do even if I were to reach out. I am slipping away as fast as you; so I simply hug myself tighter. I have cried for you too much and there you sit still waiting. Please do not look into me like this; I didn't make your hurt so cold. ANd images of you are eating away at this fragile sanity in which I teeter back and forth upon. I cannot stand to watch you suffer; so forgive me when I look away. I only see what I want to. This is how the world is.....1 responses total.
Now that's what I'm talking about. =) That's the Megan I've come to admire. Lovely work, hon. *hugs*
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