usofbs's Journal

and just, because i never, could see anything you, didn't want metosee doesn't, even mean, for a second thatiamnot, great in this angry, hell i live, in., just because i am, kind of gone inthisbitterhour, lost away in yourshadowsofself-doubt, means not that iamhelpless, nor that i amweak., open your misty eyesthat, pour with tears unspoken, quiet your unsettled mindwith, riveting lies laced withherpoison., so this is hisgame, the man will tellhimself, very much wishing thathingsweredifferent, wishingthesky wasn'tsodark andhewasnot soalone