Where is it that worlds can connect with tranquility?

I find none.

Worlds have broken me, and many were mine.

I created a dream and he inhabited it.

Soon he tried to overthrow it.

He lied and lied and got inside.

Deeply, deeply, then I died.

I became a blank and hollow entity, void of the love claimed to me.

When it comes down to it, all I wanted was a hug.

I just wanted to know what it was to be embraced.

Warmth destroyed my reason.

The…

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I tried so hard to believe him, to pretend like anything could be real and that I needed it.

I always knew it was a lie, but did not want to accept that anyone would go through so much trouble to destroy me.

I was of course wrong to not accept what I felt.

I could have saved myself a plethora of heartache.

I needed the connection, and I knew no one else was going to fall into the rut of knowing me like he did.

We cannot relate to one another, and our love was just…

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I used to scold him for wanting something perfect

For wanting a beauty unknown and yet living

And what has become of me from then?

Most of the time, I am sadness, constant and endless disappointment

But sometimes, I am driven mad, thinking of the "perfect" feeling

The one I can never have, but want, die inside for

I yearn this unspeakable, I squirm under it's influence

I see perfection... and I see beauty in it's sparse existence

I see it and want it...… Continue

He has potential

Where I have none

He once had an Elder

When I've never had one

He's stuck on me, thinking he's lucked out

Poor thing doesn't realize I'm nothing more than waste

I'm full of penalties and immense doubt

Poor thing, willing to do anything just for a taste



At times I like his l*****, need it to a point of illness

At times I feel guilty beyond anything I've known

I'm tricking him against my will

Helpless and useless to… Continue

Near you, close to you, deep in you

I've finally gotten my calm to ensue

My clever minx, my playful mate

We'd never be to "normally" date

Though this is far, so far and cold

Yet meeting, naught is known or foretold

Least the moment, calmed and content

I need to be there or you here to be sent

Been lonely, broken, battered, and down

Same was for you until I came to town

Your friend as some omen, that you'd end with me

We'll probably never… Continue