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REFLECTIONS: I NEED A MOMENT: I need a moment.
Don’t look shocked, you knew this was coming.
I need a moment to get away from this nagging voice inside my head.
voice that used to be my source of comfort when you tortured my soul,
only that now it seems like a curse, because its threatening to take
away my sanity.
I would rather have my sanity than have you beside me.
though you are my guilty pleasure. Maybe I should give in to you just
this one time. I swear it feels so good to have you here; or……….. I
would rather not.
Don’t stare at me with puppy eyes. I have become oblivious to your charms.
Don’t caress my flesh; I have become immune to your touch.
even dare to whisper sweet words to me, talk is cheap. a lot of people
seem to have something to say these days. At least I could make sense
about what they say because they talk about how lovely the weather is
today, how someone stole money from public funds, how BH is going on a
killing spree, how there are so many evils in our world today; but your
whispers are empty nothings.
As it would seem yesterday, we had an
amazing time together. We were high on each other, the urge was so
great that I couldn’t wait to be in your arms; conscious of what I was
doing, my soul was crying out begging for release but you would have
none of it.
You used me. Are you surprised? because I seemed to enjoy…