Monday, June 28, 2010
I didn't really lose you, I just lost it for awhile.
It's seems like I always fall back into my place of uncertainty, I think that I can make it, But sometimes that feels like a joke, one date can send me into mental overdrive and it feels like my heart is being ripped out all over again, a year and a half...... I know I have done pretty decent for what Ive been through, but I want so much to be better, to fee like I actually have something to offer everyone, but I don't feel I do and that always leaves me feeling like a failure. I wish I could be the daughter my moms deserves, the friend that all my friends deserves, a sister my brother wouldn't want to hurt, and that girl that the boy I like could actually be around without a group of friends and some substance to make it okay.
on my last visit to the cemetery I laid on the grass and thought of Monique laying there with me, and I spoke softly "I love you Mo, and I'm sorry" I have never been to good with just talking to her now that she's gone, but lately writing her is even a challenge, I wish I could really know that my words are reaching her.
I still wonder if it will ever get easier, if time will ever really heal this, so far I'm defeated, but still hopeful.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
your hand in mine
I haven't been sleeping well, it's like my mind is on constant overdrive. I don't know what it will take to shut it off, or just make it slow down so I can get some rest.
I wish I could actually type what I was feeling, but lately I can't even do that.
Maybe I'll find my way back here with some real emotions soon, who knows?
I wish I could actually type what I was feeling, but lately I can't even do that.
Maybe I'll find my way back here with some real emotions soon, who knows?
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Friday, June 4, 2010
Bring me your love
Ive lost my way, again. My body aches and I feel like I'm losing that little hope that I was determined to not lose grip of, The past few nights Ive been dreaming of Monique, I wake up feeling defeated and spending hours trying to fall back asleep in hopes to find her again, or I just lie in bed trying to my best to remember every second we spent together in the land of my sleep, "Hey Amber I have to tell you something, but you can't tell anyone" my response was to simply hold out my pinky, and the second we locked our promise I woke up, I rolled over, put on my glasses and looked at her photo, and just thought, why did you abandon me?
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)