Let Us Find

I miss feeling important to someone No one is there to wake me up I struggle finding my own reasons to This bed is soft and warm it takes nothing from me, demands nothing I'm free to vanish beneath white covers  blinds drawn, the idea of a sun soothes I have no one to do with,  I can't sustain myself maybe weighing less could help me bear I have no idea how to get there I wish their smiles would be enough that their words left a mark but alone, everything disappears impact fades, motivation withers  blankness is better, no surprises, I control everything and also nothing. ... If only this complacency wasn't so out of place Timing is everything and I've failed. On the road to successes, you took the ground away What, I should float? I, like you, am not supernatural Just give me back what you took from me those days, hours and minutes that meant nothing to you anyway give me back the girl you took away in exchange for a fr...

Hatred that comes from within, turmoil that can't be materialized, an agitation and unease to the deepest layers of being. Itching and scratching to uncover the scathed bruise that no one can see, that no one understands. what is the source, where did it begin.  We only seek to answer that which we know we can. That which has origin.  Is it insecurity?It must be mistrust. A lost interest and belief in everything; all is tainted and flawed, after all.  Displeasure and disdain for the limited. It is too much of mine.  too short [of divine]. Can we not find refuge from the objects? From the definitions, the projections and the productions. Those above which we used to know we had control. Can we not find refuge? or is it that we strayed too far? I used to know right from wrong  and where each laid.  A giganteous monster now has risen, composed of all familiar deposits "Dechets" we couldn't do with. The fear of having turned away, long...