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Sometimes, I wonder.
I wonder why anyone would ever come to me for advice, when I myself can't fix the problem they are asking, even for myself.
I'm just every bit as helpless as them.
I keep trying, even though there seems to be no point.
Well, none other than the knives that beckon me.
None other than the pain that stabs my heart.
I wonder why they think I can help them.
Why anyone thinks I could help anyone at all.
People are so weak.
So breakable, just waiting to be destroyed from the inside out.
Everyone needs somebody.
Someone to hold them and never let go.
Why is it so hard to find that person?
I mean, sure you can find someone that would never leave you.
That would never harm you.
But what's the worth if you don't love them just the same?
You don't marry the person you can stand living with.
You marry the person you can't live without.
What's the point in trying when we just get hurt over and over?
We all fall to temptation over and over.
Even when we know that we'll get hurt.
That the person isn't good for us.
That we'll just bleed out in the end.
We want to believe that this one won't hurt us.
That we could fix them, even though they aren't really broken.
We are.
I am.
We want to have hope that they will hold us forever.
....even when we know they won't.
It's like expecting something to be amazing, and then it's not.
Whose the one who really let us down there?
It?
Or us?
Some people think love is or can be perfection.
The only real perfection here is death.
Unbeatable.
Unbreakable.
Certain and the only thing that is ever sure.
Pure perfection.....
 oTrissa · Sat Jan 02, 2010 @ 12:46pm · 0 Comments |
