smoke screens

[Shuddr2Think]

i play dumb and act as if you don't know
the way you make me feel is stifling
insanely out of control
a smoke screen that won't
end
and this
perpetual ride of
bliss and despair
why do i allow myself to be this way?
you are not the final thing
you are my muse
but not the end...
i need solid ground
not this cloud of disillusionment
i have been suffocating in for the past
year
365 days of it
i could just finish...
but
i won't give up...
thats too easy....
im sick of writing about you
thinkin about you
dreaming about you
i want peace
rest
a clear mind
and you.
and that will be
my biggest downfall.
**i'm left alone in a full moon with the only thing i can do is lie awake on the floor at night the doors are i can't awake**
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Telling us to obey instinct is like telling us to obey 'people.' People say different things: so do instincts. Our instincts are at war.... Each instinct, if you listen to it, will claim to be gratified at the expense of the rest...."
-C. S. Lewis

 

[:: sTAr kiTtEn ::]

knowing that someone should be out of your head, yet still writing about them constantly... & seeing them while you sleep... & never going more than 1/2 a second without thinking of them....
ugh, i know this feeling all too well.
very nicely put into words i love your style