Thursday, September 13, 2012

Dark Come Soon

Sometimes I wonder why I ever bother coming back to anyone or anything..
When others ask me for help, I do all that I can. I don't half ass anything..
But when it's me asking for help.. Asking for advice; for peace of mind and help achieving it... There's no one there...

This is my example for needing you to work with me..
I don't know why my mind does this to me..
I cannot always rationalize my fears.. I can't see logic in the dark, or light when you've got me blindfolded.. That's why I ask for help... But you "don't know what to say to me."

You're done trying to make me see reason..
You don't care anymore.


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