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it's that time again
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Morbid Thoughts Flowing so I....
I've realized what it is now.
it's called...
no one there for me.
(ness)
I'm constantly yearning for that one person to understand
to
get me
without having to say anything
without me having to
beg
.......
it's not the same
(you know)
with friends
they can't comfort me the way
you
should
the way I need
the way I want
but
I know that it's something that
will
only happen when you want it to
or
that moment
(that
one second)
that you care
and
maybe I want too much
maybe me needing that special someone in my eyes to reassure me
that
just maybe
things are REALLY gonna be okay
....instead I get
that time again
where
I have no one
and
fending myself will never be a thing of the past.....
Fending For Myself
Been there, didn't do that though...just moved on. There are billions of others out there. I liked the way the lines were arranged, the "...no one there for me. (ness) was brilliant...as you know. Aloneness here is a touchable commodity - rarely described so well - Lady A