Sometimes we find ourselves at a loss of words reverting back to the cliched responses of remorseful grief
even those indirectly affected feel as though they are missing a part of themselves feeling as though they don't deserve to be upset because they weren't closely acquainted or primarily affected
we begin to realize that things happen in the blur of a moment no warning and no time for preparations
our first response is to closely examine those moments now gone forever trying to detect any possible causes that could have been prevented but we can't change it we must simply learn from those who speak so greatly we must learn to consciously appreciate EVERYONE
words can't be set to the jumbled thoughts flowing in our mind and that is completely acceptable sometimes we must let our feelings completely take over in order to completely heal and learn
although it should be noted that not every tragedy brings a lesson sometimes we just need to feel
how is it that you could impose such an in explainable rule that was never in place before? Making me feel as though I am guilty of a crime that isn't even a crime to begin with more of a taboo a standard set by your religious past flowing over into the judgement of my decisions Now don't get me wrong, I understand the care behind the restriction But I don't feel that my independence should be abolished You can't expect me to obey your rules if they were never imposed on him he had endless freedom freedom without boundaries freedom without questions but I I have the protective manner of which you portray the level of my safety and the level of your reputation I just ask for you to lend an ear I ask for you to listen to the absence of the silent cry that was always present before but has now been hushed by the success of the relationships I posses The relationships replacing those that continuously scarred my soul I just ask for you to listen and I will do the same I refuse to be silenced once again
Delivered at 7:55 AM Opened at 5:00 PM ... no reply...
So careful yet so careless with your actions Reeling me in far in enough that it hurts when you drop me Picking me up again, putting the pieces back together. A slight hint of interest followed by seemingly everlasting waiting
Were your eyes always on me?
you are so eager yet so distant
Are you the surprise love I was told would come? but it cant be It shouldn't be this hard.
Are you just a lesson waiting to be learned
DING... "Sorry I meant to reply..." a lit smile forms disregarding the hours of despair
Opened at 12:00 PM now it is my turn. little do I know how easily I will return to old habits Obsessing over your careless clicks Shattered yet you facilitate the repair
Surrounded by empty glances Shoved by contradicting energies Reminiscing the haunted past Confusion still lingering on Ignorant guilt crawling through my soul It is the unjust feeling of lasting loneliness Never ending need for refuge After all "The storm will pass"