PoeticaL
cluttering the net since 2001

dead silence

Tuesday, Feb. 26, 2002
The only time that I am wanted is when I don't want in return. The only love I feel is the loved that comes back to burn. The only peace I find is inside dead silence.

I don't like other people making decisions for me. I don't like men thinking I need them. I don't want to "need" anything or anyone anymore. I want to need me. Want me. Love me. I want to be selfish, self-centered and self arrogant. I want to be just like him so that he can't do this anymore. To love and not be loved has got to be the worst thing ever.
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