Bast

Idiocy
2003-02-03 17:23:13 (UTC)

safety

I am safe here. Like I always was. Safe from the world,
safe from myself. My coffee keeps me company. *thinking*
I used to literally hide from people...closets, under beds,
corners, anywhere I could find. I remember when I would
light a candle on one side of my room, turn out the lights
and climb on top of my bureau that was on the other side of
the room. I would sit there in total silence and stare
into that flame until I made it come into focus and then go
beyond being in focus...until it became the only thing that
existed. Until I could feel the burning within me.


"Maybe I hold you to blame for all the reasons you left"
"Its like I told you I'm over you somehow..."




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