i've spoken and i've lost them
the words that tied me together are fraying
i've been asked to stand up straight
to perform onstage
to forget my fears, even though these years
have been so tough,
i've always felt like i'm never enough
and you seem to urge me on so you can
badmouth me all night long

i have not yet found a book that called it something other than cutting ties;

but in my head it is simply removing the paper band aids that connect me to other people, what i do best.

the city lights blink at me with the intensity of one looking to the person that abandoned them
in the face of these people, all I'm able to do is bow my head
and
surrender.

Even if
I look away
my heart seems
to find your way

Even if
Our gaps too far
I know
we could meet somehow

Even if
it's not today
our paths
will cross someday

Even if
my love's not enough
I know I'll love you
more each day

Even more
than yesterday

It's not that they
Can't accept you;

They want you
To fit in a box
That suits their
Little lives
And their
Minuscule minds.

l.v.s

nighttime is reserved for thoughts of what could have been,
thoughts of us,
thoughts of you.