Furnace
Ex-Bluelighter
The past two weeks have really been hard on me. My emotions have taken me on a roller coaster ride that hasn't ended yet. I feel like a manic depressive. Myself, my family, my friends, and my loved one(s). All these help and discourage me.
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I miss her like the desert misses the rain.
It hurt me to hold her today. She asked me if I was mad. I told her that I wasn't. At least, not at her.
My friend just called me, and he asked me how I was doing.
I told him I was alright, but he saw right through me.
I couldn't finish speaking to him, my voice was cracking.
Like my heart, when she hugged me.
Your touch is like poison that gets me high. I love it so much, but it hurts a little more now.
I feel myself changing, but not fast enough to catch up with you.
and when I finally, it may be too late, because you may be gone.
You told me the truth, and it's hard to hear the truth sometimes.
It kills me.
Step one: Become kinetic.
For it may be the only thing that will stop the pain of standing still.
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I miss her like the desert misses the rain.
It hurt me to hold her today. She asked me if I was mad. I told her that I wasn't. At least, not at her.
My friend just called me, and he asked me how I was doing.
I told him I was alright, but he saw right through me.
I couldn't finish speaking to him, my voice was cracking.
Like my heart, when she hugged me.
Your touch is like poison that gets me high. I love it so much, but it hurts a little more now.
I feel myself changing, but not fast enough to catch up with you.
and when I finally, it may be too late, because you may be gone.
You told me the truth, and it's hard to hear the truth sometimes.
It kills me.
Step one: Become kinetic.
For it may be the only thing that will stop the pain of standing still.
