"You can close your eyes to the things you do not want to see, but you cannot close your heart to the things you do not want to feel." Johnny Depp
I have tried to close myself away. The minute I open I know I will be snapped right back to a low, and its not just my heart, it effects all of me. I close my eyes, and just feel, and it feels right. A little more so than last time, but in the end last time, it hurt. Its so right, and so wrong. Its wrong because I want to push it away. I struggle, I try to stay low and avoid the bullets. Avoid getting too attatched. Getting bound together with tape like two forks. Two forks taped are up from two spoons glued. A whole diffrent meaning. Glue is slick and before it dries you can slide away, you can't slide away from binding. Its a struggle. Do I give it a Chance (capitalized, it used to be a proper noun), no chance ( undermined by my brokeness)?
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