Gut-wrenching let down of epic proportion,
distorting my view of reality into this hazy recollection
of half-formed memories, vacant and lonely.
Driving through fog thicker than my own toxic thoughts,
I discover the root of disappointment,
the raw wounds of past existences drowned
in hair-dye and wardrobe shifts.
How am I the same simpering girl of sixteen,
robbed of the ability to think?
First impulse: pull the trigger on that smoking gun,
cut away the pain of rejection.
First regret: stupidity destroyed a year of prideful
regurgitation—only one hour free and building now.
Funny how that works.
The one thing that set you on this path
inexorably brought you round full circle.
You are still sixteen, girl;
broken, dead inside to your own emotion…
and it hurts when that reality fades.
You are not empty.
You are not weak.
You are only human and fallible.
The wheel keeps turning regardless.
A word to the wise: hang on and wait to fall again.
Fate will tumble you from the pinnacle of hope.
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Yeh...fell again. One week free and counting.
Thoughts?
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But only for good reasons.
I hope you're okay, hon'. I miss you a fucking ton and I can't wait for us to be able to catch up. Maybe I'll eventually have the nerve to try calling you?
But anyway, keep your chin up, precious. No matter how many times fate may make us tumble down, there's always a good reason behind it. Just remember who you are inside--you're not sixteen anymore. I know that sometimes we may feel like we've reverted back to step one, when we had first begun, but you've grown a lot, you know? I know who you are and I know you will make it. That's just who you are and there's no changing it, damn it!
Good to see a poem from you for once though.
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Well, I don't know about good reasons. I'll explain more when we're both on blahoo sometime. Anywho, thanks for the comment and the moral support. I needed it.
Love ya and miss ya like whoa! MUAH!
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Well, there's always a lesson to learn, right? You know I have to look on the bright side, else I'll shrivel up and die. Try not to be TOO negative!
I have Wednesday and Friday off. Maybe try to get on for a bit so we can catch up?
Love ya, babe. ♥
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