here in these deep city lights
girl could lost tonight.
I’ve known for a long time I was missing something in my life.
I searched and studied and ran and cooked and stole kisses. Stretching to find the part of me that could be filled, the absence that awakes me from dreams, usually dark. The hole that makes me heart beat weaker in the face of monsters. The blankness that blinds me from the light tower guiding me by fate. I play hide and seek with this piece I’m working to find. I round the corner to the final hiding space but turn around because of the fear of nothing being there, For more absence where I believe is the whole.
"Time heals all wounds"
So my wound became a scar and it’s presence haunts me still.
a metaphor of my life
best moment on television. ever.
It begins tomorrow.