Sunday, June 09, 2013

So many stories


It was a love affair
with tragedy
a confused longing
for unrequitedness

A sadness for sadness
or the lack thereof
un-shed tears bottled up
with no place to go

A wish to be misunderstood
..a desire for darkness
a self-fulfilling loop
if ever there was one

So it was, no more
the sadness still visits
but cautiously so
..as to not wake anyone up

And all because..
  I want the lines across my face
  to tell stories, so many stories
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to..