It's hard to be a knight in shining armor when you can see every scratch and dent and speck of rust, and you know the darkness that shares space with the light. Sometimes I think I am also the only one who can see the shiny spots. People look at me, but they don't see me. They just see the face they give me. I guess I should have figured this all out when I was 16 like everyone else, but better late than never.
I am the lie you gave to me, the hollow shell of a self that never was. You cannot find me, you never knew where to look. If I put up street signs you would just keep running around in circles like a scared rat.
Should I inhabit my shell and be a part of something, or be true to myself and exist in almost complete solitude? I need to get rich so I can afford the prostitutes it's gonna take to get me from here to my death. Most of all I fear that my loneliness and contempt will make me a bitter old man, and I'll die hating this world I have decided I should love. Only love can save me. Perhaps only love can save us all.
I am the lie you gave to me, the hollow shell of a self that never was. You cannot find me, you never knew where to look. If I put up street signs you would just keep running around in circles like a scared rat.
Should I inhabit my shell and be a part of something, or be true to myself and exist in almost complete solitude? I need to get rich so I can afford the prostitutes it's gonna take to get me from here to my death. Most of all I fear that my loneliness and contempt will make me a bitter old man, and I'll die hating this world I have decided I should love. Only love can save me. Perhaps only love can save us all.
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your words are sad, but lyrical. you will stumble across someone or something someday that will help you find your way.