pumpkineater

I wish I had the words to show you how I feel about the situation. No, I wish I had a camera to show you what plays in my head. No, I wish I had a baseball bat to show you exactly.

But there are no emotions, none sad enough, none angry enough, none bleak enough, none loud enough, none ugly enough, none violent enough, none vengeful enough, none terrible enough.

A murderous rage?
Thats how I feel NOW, is that how those fuckers felt then?

How could such a thing happen?
I dont know.

You know what it is like?
No.
Dont bother.

But youve lost someone, handfuls even.
But everybodys experience is different.

Youll get over it.
No, I wont.

Ive been mugged of important treasures stored in my heart.
Maybe I need a bigger lock to it.

The tears flowed from my eyes into my heart,
and then they dripped from the bottom of my heart to the earthly dirt and
then to his heavenly home.

Light radiated from his heart and Gibran wouldve said that is beauty.
It made my soul cry, and Poe wouldve said that is beautiful too.

I need a hug.







"Oh, Ive seen fire and Ive seen rain
Ive seen sunny days that I thought would never end
Ive seen lonely times when I could not find a friend
But I always thought that Id see you, baby, one more time again, now

Thought Id see you one more time again
Theres just a few things coming my way this time around, now
Thought Id see you, thought Id see you fire and rain, now"
--James Taylor