04.09.03

Alone in silence and screaming.
Above, the moon is unaffected by fog
Unaffected by me
Let me out farther than I've ever been
Everything is impossible
Sanity is fiction -- my life is a novel
Unread
Unseen
Unacknowledged
But I am not known even to myself
My love springs from hate
My joy springs from fear
I am running to slow down
I am falling to keep still
I am stopping for a new start
I am surviving to make it end
I keep walking this path -- kissing, smiling, fucking, crying
This is more than I can handle, but less than I've overcome
Surviving is not living
Loving is not taking
Giving is not feeling
But I weep and I live and I listen