You keep me close
just to knock me down
and as I struggle
to get to my feet
You kick me in my gut
I curl up in ball
and roll over
The bottom of your shoe
on my face
I know what it tastes like
I have licked it before
Your words punch me
like the fists of a great heavyweight
Tears fill my eyes
and run down my dirty face
I vomit blood
and You are angry
that I made a mess
all over your nice, clean floor
All that remains
is a stain
that won't come clean
Not even with bleach
Take the chalk
and draw an outline of my body
I am dead
You killed me
And as I leave my body
and look at myself
I vow to never leave your side
I will be with you for eternity
You will never be able to run fast enough
or far enough to escape me
When you close your eyes,
you will see me
When you open your eyes,
you will see me
I will be in the rearview mirror
I will be in your dreams
I will be in your thoughts
I will be the person sitting across from you at the dinner table
You will hear me
I will whisper in your ear
I will be the song on the radio
I will be reason you can't sleep
I will be knot in you stomach
the lump in your throat
I will be with you....
Always.
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First!!!!!
I ♥ you.
I missed you loads.
Kisses and huge snogs.
xxxxxx
solly, you will never know your full affect that you have unless you see it yourself. i will tell you everyday if i could. heck i will tell you everyday.
i love you more and i dont want you to ever be anyone different than good ole solly.
Solly, I promise that I'll remember myself, only if you promise me the exact same thing. I love you sweetie. You're one of the reasons that I come back to the blogs each day.
Thank you for the words on my blog, thank you for letting me go crazy. =] I love you tons Solly, don't ever forget that. =]
<3
*squeezes Solly Dolly* :)
Socky sez:
Because I am mentally connected to you....and Mustard, and MissT, and Jules, and Fimble.
You forgots me. :(
I still love ya, you're my favoritest Socky. Are you hanging in there okay? *hugz*
Hey, I feel like a shithead.
I've been strapped for time and haven't even taken two fucking minutes to drop by and check on you.
Where are you at?
In your head.
Where's your head at?
I've pretty much decided we're all the same.
It's just that some of us can't accept it or some haven't been shown or some just can't find it in themselves to admit it.
No one and everyone at the same time.
I'm the world's second greatest cliche.
Solly,
How are you today? I hope that you are just as fantastic as I am! I just thought I'd pop by, to let you know that you were on my mind!
xoxo
-007
Thank you.
That was just what I wanted to say.
I'm pretty sure that even when you're the loneliest you've ever felt, you would take on more so others wouldn't have to feel it.
At least that's one more person happy, and one more person I need not worry about.
Goodnight, Sdock.
Luv you
xxx
I hope you have a safe and fun trip. Don't let you sis be getting you into mischief ha ha ha!
Sdock,
What you wrote at Mayo's last night was beautiful and tragic, kind of like it always is. :)
Just wanted you to know.
See you around sometime today!
Yes, I sometimes get that feeling. Sometimes I get it, and by 'it,' I really don't know what I mean. Just it.
There are times when I get these clear moments, everything in my head makes sense. I'm on that edge looking out and I get it all. I understand the world and the way it works. I understand me. I have the answers to some of life's most difficult questions.
But, then there are times when I don't know anything, when I look out over that edge and all I see are 39 different shades of gray. None of it makes sense. I need someone to point my compass back in the right direction. There are times when I'm just lost, so many thoughts going through my brain, and I can't make sense of one of them.
My life is an endless game of Ping Pong, for sure.
I remember one time you asked me if we were each others own inhibitors, that we both felt the same things and dealt with the same issues, that we may be each others downfall.
And I thought about it, and there are some days when I think that might be the case. One thing will get said and it snowballs from there. Then all the thoughts start running too fucking fast and I feel like I'm in a vortex.
But, not one day goes by that I'm not thankful for your presence. No one ever got this. No one ever knew what this felt like. It's nice to know there's someone out there who understands, who can say what you want to say without saying it. Thank you for everything.
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