I miss you
Almost as much as I miss me
***
It’s hard to use the washed out meaninglessness of words
To try to fill the vacuum of numb
They lay dull
Like old yellow paint
Without warmth and scarce able to fill their purpose
Faded
Everything seems lost in the fading
But not to gray
No
But rather to the invisibility of pointlessness
***
Take away the heart that beats and how does one continue to live and breath
I’m Pavlov’s dog
I respond reflexively to the alarm clock
The traffic light
And the time clock
But I just wander through my day
Not even a passenger on this ride called life
Just a voyeur
If one can be so and be passionlessly so
***
How does one go from being everything
To, “Sorry, you’re not worth the time”
Life is simply the distance between
“I love you, babe”
And
“What do you want now?”
** *
The only question remaining is
Is there life after death
I don’t know
One has to care to truly dream
And I am so cocooned in the lethargy of numb
Listening to the echoes of
“Why?”
It’s hard to use the washed out meaninglessness of words
hello dearest Joe love who you love and give yourself as fully as you can even if it’s just a friendship because being half there is no way to live trust me I know 💕
Hello dear friend. There once was a time, but I survived. The wound left a scar but I healed. This was written then and is just a memory now.. Thank you for reading and caring🌼
This is packed with so much emotion. It’s as if I could feel what you’re feeling.
Keep moving, keep trying, don’t let anyone tell you you’re not worth it.
Thank you for sharing this.
Thank you. Love is breathtaking, even in its failure. It was once a.long walk in the dark but I awoke, and now I breath again.
I appreciate the counsel of kind words. its the simple truths that get us through.🌼