I look out upon all the empty faces of the world. Trying to find the one, the one that is for me. I feel as if i'm walking blindly in that sea of people. Surrounded at all times by others but never truly part of the group. I feel as if my body is moving on accord of its own. I feel as if i’m watching from a distance a person not myself. Like a ghost floating at a distance not feeling, and yet I still feel the sting of rejection. Pain is me and the pain is never ending. I am giving up, all is done and I am ending.
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
never ending pain
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