Saturday, 26 March 2011
11:21:13 PM (GMT)
I'm stupid. There I've said it. Stupid.
I have this thing I do every time especially when I'm going through another one of my
bad ruts -right word? not sure. I start writing a diary like a sap. I write stuff, my
deepest darkest secrets in 'em then I stop writing. I rip them up or delete them
because I can't handle being committed to anything -again, like a sap. So I'm going
to do it again, I'm going to start another commitment, another diary but this time
-unlike all the other times- I'm going to commit. Or not (I keed. I keed.).
Today was uninteresting, and boring. I did that thing that could probably be
described as 'antisocial' and stared at the bright computer screen tapping in stuff,
and filling my brain fizzle away -joyfully of course. I ate some garlic bread, had
some apple juice, -----this is starting to bore me.
holding onto your arms
criss-crossed with lightning scars
and running rivulets of tears,
falling from my eyes.
--die now please
cause I can't breath
and hold onto your ----
Screw emo poetry, till tomorrow.