the way i can walk down the sidewalk, stepping on leaves, listening for the crunch, and feel such a subtle loneliness instead of a great one. //// in the cold, i hold the demon to my lips, people all around, take a hit, then the sparks erupt through my veins, and im as high as the stars. not thinking correctly, doing things for the hell of it, laughing at nothing, and forgetting things instantly. seeing shadows all around me, moving and laughing, screaming. paranoia and happiness. - being held, being kissed, being told sweet things, recieving love bruises, nothing feels better, than all of this.
maybe im not ready for the world all at once, im content living how i am right now. i finally like how things are.
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