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I sacrafice everything with very few complaints, I stay up at night so that I will lose nothing while I am awake in these few preciouse hours of insanity. I feel bad for saying that I wish to be alone, so I stay awake...
It's funny how much I actually hate to be alone,
How much I actually crave attention and beg to be reminded that I exsist.
But everybody is sleeping...
There is nobody to share my insanity with, except for one now...
One burning star among countless other that wishes to be, to exsist, yet I have lost what I had hoped for this evening.
I wait by the phone, by the computer, hoping to get even a prank call...
A random peice of hate mail....
I ******** hate being alone in This house,
A house of death and dispare...
I want to snuggle with MY pillows, sleep on MY bed...
But not tonight...
I am still alone.
Falling quickly on led wings,
And getting nowhere way to fast.
 Teardrops_of_Ivy · Mon Jul 03, 2006 @ 06:19am · 0 Comments |
