I feel"How are you feeling?"More Like This
.. with each breathe that's drained through my flesh
with every pulse life is pressed into my faults
and not a prick gets missed
by my senses I exist.
"Why, how do you feel?"
I AmI am one who hungers for things she cannot have and who dreams of only nonexistence.More Like This
I wonder how people plan for the future for it looks like an empty void of luck and chance.
I hear the beat and the melodies of songs that never leave my head, songs I often daydream to.
I see the flutter of my drapes, the bounce in my friend's walk, the slope of my brother's back and question why I do.
I want nothing more than for someone to say I am theirs with nothing but sincerity and pride and passion and love.
I am one who hungers for things she cannot have and who dreams of only nonexistence.
I pretend to see those that are only colors and lines in the hardest of times for I know they will always be there.
I feel more sympathy and love for characters who dance across my screen more than I feel for the real people around me.
I touch my friend's hand through the computer screen whenever we talk, even though we have never met.
I worry about my choices, what I did in the past; never shaking off the