hURT...

I sometimes have to wonder...if love requires more faith than I can ever truly possess.

It is amazing what fear can cause...the emotions it evokes and how much energy it can drain.

I guess I am overly dramatic.
...is this bad in and of itself?
What change should I make...would I make to just...

I know and I don't know what my base problem is.
At the same time.
In the full extremes.


"I wear this crown of shit
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here

What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end

You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way"