me, myself, and i

me, myself, and i

Saturday, June 5, 2010

voices, pieces, monsters.

When you meet someone for the first time, sometimes you will remeber it. When you meet your best friend you remember most of the details.When you meet the love of your life you remember ever second of it. All day those seconds of every memory we had ever made have been running through me head, like a never ending nightmare. on and off, off and on, with no end in sight, im waiting for the boat to see the harbor but there is no lighthouse to light my way. our love seemed like a dream, now tarnished by your decisions and actions. my heart breaks into a million pieces to see the monster you have become, you are the trusest of the true when it comes to monsters.you have become ugly overnight to me when i used to think you were beautiful. you are souless and sour, when your spirit used to run through me with such a sweetness. was i just to blinded by love to see your ugly side, your true side? as sickend as i have become with you, i am also sadened to lose you, though i dont know why or how i should or could be sad for you in this situation. im shaking with rage, im cryin with fury, and altogether just lost... your a monster, im a million pieces, and life is frozen to me.