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Originally Posted by SorryShaped
Thanks for reminding me what I don't have. The ones I thought were close, weren't at all and flaked out or fled when things got rough. They liked happy me, but sad me isn't something they can take. I wrote a song that I dreamt, one of you has read it outside of here, if they still come here. I realized today how true it is. He (myself) was dead the whole time, and she still argued with his corpse. I am dead, though not physically, but in my spirit and soul. The soul does die, even while the body lives.
I may have strayed there and left references that you have no frame for. Ignore them or not.
I'm going to force myself to sleep now
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This is pretty rough. Triggering for some. Yet you have people here being friendly and just fine with the sad you. You push them away too and refuse their offering. It isn't about what you don't have. It is about what you cannot see. Or maybe in your case feel. There is abundant light around you, but you cannot see it unless you're willing to drop your blindfold.