Topics

As if I need a topic, I reason to purge the inside of my thoughts, which often, sound quite honest when I put them down for anyone to read. I don't need a topic. I need courage.

And I feel it coming up, from the depths of so much silence for far too long.

Something I know for sure

Here's what I know. Whatever it is, whether you like it or not,
you get through it.

And when you don't, you're not through it.

Burn marks

Every time your name pops up, it's like you've left me again
Standing here with this heart full of feelings and a dial tone

And I don't want to reach out and touch you
I'm still stinging from the last time

But every year at this time you find me
I'm a right back where I was

Standing here with my this heart full of feelings and a dial tone

And all I want is you

But I've learned to let go of things

So I put those feelings down everyday

forced and awkard

I have nothing to blog about but I have to get back in the habit because apparently it's good for me. I hate feeling obligated to do anything; something I am working to overcome so let's call this little forced and awkward post "baby step #1."

I better feel better after this. :)