Wednesday, July 29, 2009

I don't want to keep blowing you off,
I just keep wanting something good to say.
Don't like to complain because I know there are
people with "real" problems...but...

It's like I'm living in another time...
My body is here but nothing else is.

I know very well the feeling of being misplaced and it's been
growing and growing as I get older and there is no one.

...Contemplation, intense and constant.

I feel like a dread-rotted lock.

I'm in NC,
I just want to RUN.

I'd give anything to smile from within.