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La dame.
I'll never let you go,
if you promised not to fade away.
Baby, please don't treat me bad,
my heart can't take such misery.
Superheroine: Amanda.
Friday, December 10, 2010
3:15 AM ]]Words that would mend the things that were broken.
There are nights I spent trying to fill a void, I am trying to escape. From what, I don't know. I am so ashamed of my existence, I am a disappointment. I am trying to hold on to the last memories I have of a childhood, one where I was happy to have a dollar more for recess, I remember craning my neck to see the colorful nicknacks on the counter. I remember feeling out of this world when my mother came by to see me during recess. I remember Sunday mornings filled with hotcakes and hash browns, and runny soft-boiled eggs. I remember fresh coffee. I remember holding my mother's hand.
But that's all gone now. We've grown up, expected to be fine and successful. I am neither here nor there, hanging on a thin string between then and now. Poised enough to hold it all in, when bright turns to dark, before bright robs people of their sleep, I close my door. And like a well rehearsed play, I crumble. I am hideous.
But again, nobody bothers, who cares? Who the fuck cares?
>Talk to me.