lindsay ann

somewhere in between
2003-05-23 05:49:41 (UTC)

like i said, meghan. it's just nonsense

am i human enough to freely record and human enough to be
freely scorned for every hard and hollow thought that leaves my
pounding heart in knots? the day begins and follows through and
finally it leads to you but i am stagnant on the floor, unwilling to
unlock my door. i wax and wane and bend and change and
scratch my wrists and bite my lip. the story goes the same: today,
tonight, forever. and suddenly i know things don't get any better.

do i know more or less in the absence of you? am i savoring lies
or embracing the truth? fond or forgetful, i cannot decide, but i
notice a twinge as you slowly divide all my time and my talents to
leave room to grow, but it's seven weeks later and i still don't know.
can i sit in this room without saying a word and be breathless in
spite of what's going unheard? the story goes the same: today,
tonight, forever. and suddenly i know things don't get any better.