I talked to you again today, and though it didn't help.
I feel a little piece of me get a little brighter.
We never should have changed what we were, true love was not provided.
I wish I could rewind the time back, 10 years now I think.
I never would have asked you if I knew our friendship was at stake.
I wasn't cut out for the distance.
I wasn't strong enough for that.
But once more my dragon friend, I wish I'd have you back.
Not as a lover, but a friend. I know that cannot happen.
But I can't help but try. Because whatever the fates have decided, I apperently need you in my life.
As I feel the smoke fill my lungs it almost feels like heaven.
Exhaling it slowly to watch it dance around and dissipate into nothingness.
The vodka in my coffee is almost tasteless; except for the slow burn that crawls down my throat.
It's been years since the nightmares, since the liquid rubies, and from you. The you that helped me anyway.
It's been said that soul mates can be more then just lovers. They can be close without that intimacy.
You said we were bound together, that we would always have a sliver of each other.
But where are you? I realize now that maybe I've gone back to being nothing. I'm no longer apart of your life, for
A Hundred Days, Or a Hundred miles
I'm not sure which one is worse,
The Emptiness inside never seems to die.
Love for others, and happiness is all around
But what about for ones self?
Numbing starts to set in.
Self awareness clouds your courage, but not your mind?
Afraid is what you feel.
Blankness takes hold.
Who am I, and what's my point?
Lost in a sea of nothingness.
Knowing who you are is something you lose when the darkness has taken over.
Down in the self loathing, sadness that depression is.
And when you get out? After Years of hiding it. Who are you?
And now, a new person is born because no one is ever the same after that battl