why...

WARNING: the following might not make sense. (sunday night)


why do these tears fall, form, burst.
rising, rising, withing.
constrict my breathing, my heart.


give up, so close. i fear, i fail. so close.
why am i here. waiting. hoping.

come, embrace me. clutch me. i am yours.

waiting for you. i need you. you are not here.

hurry my love. you are my life. i trust you, put my trust in you.

my love, who are you? hasten here and all will be fine.



what do i want? who am i?
i long to turn to You, but... i fear... fear you maybe. fear commitment.
you should be my all, my life, my dreams. everything centred on you.

why do i cry? why is it always night.
i am dead, alone. where are you?

if i turn from you, walk away, will you pursue? but i fear to leave. i fear to go closer, to you.

alone
alone.
trapped. stuck in this horrible place i am.
why?

why do i cry?
these tears seem empty. empty hollow promises. broken again.
again.
you dont ant me. im empty and broken.
i will hurt you.
yet you say you love me.
what is this thing called love.
why are you distant.
come.
help.

why do i cry? cry for help, yet cant see it come.
why do i cry.
cry for you. cry to you.
why do you not cry for me, to me.
why cant i hear you/

why cant i change. why do i fear. why am i unable to get closer to you when i know it will help.
why
why
why...

ive got questions, but no answers. and yet these tears still flow...

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