judyisapunk

somthing stiring, not fully me, but in me
making it impossible to close damp eyes
I lost somthing i needed I think
but who can be sure
I want so much to be whole
to feel competely complete
I settle for hunger because it is a pain I can feel completel
and it takes over
control is a glass of water out of reach from where I am laying
some one asked me if I knew love
I said yes, but it was a lie
and lies fill you up untill your lost
the woods are to dark and my hand might be in front of my face
but who can e sure