
I feel it crawling in
The pores of my skin aching as it enters
I am bloated with this darkness
The rain outside is romantic and only
Exacerbates my loneliness
And they could all tell me
“I can relate”
But relatedness is not found
Here
Mind blurred with overwhelm
Lost at sea
I need an anchor and I can hear her say
“Be your own anchor”
But I can’t anymore
I can’t
Anymore
I need a him
Strong and reliable and loyal
Not the Archetype but the man
He seems always to escape me
I find myself with myself
Conversing just to try and stay centered
It pours now
Romance gone, just pure, wet, pelting anger
Don’t all relationships end that way
Anyway?
Let me break open this old shell
I don’t want this darkness anymore
And yet I am bound
Without it there cannot be light
Or consciousness
But sometimes I can’t suffer any more
I know now there is no escape
Only avoidance
But I rage inside
WHERE IS MINE?
WHERE THE FUCK IS MINE?
I scream wildly
My insanity begs to be let out
I imagine ripping off my clothes and running naked into the street
Cussing and howling
the Madwoman free
But I only gaze at the rain and feel something sickening
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