the void

[mimper]

" as time goes on, I feel the incredible gaping void I cannot explain only begin to deepen and grow. A void of emptiness, of longing, of hopelessness. A void without words, yet one whose presence I only serve to feel enhanced and aching with every day that passes. A void I try so successfully to cover up to the outside world. A void they would cease to make sense of from the happy, bubbly girl - unbeknown to them as it threatens to break and tear her heart apart on the inside. A void which I feel will only further grow, until I am lost forever - vanishing into a silent oblivion of nothingness. Like being stuck on the verge of that great tremor of depression yet again, only I fear a road revisited shall be the last journey I take. A void which I cannot explain...but then knowing already full well the answer that should make that gaping well of sadness disappear. A void which makes me feel on the bottom, when I'm all too aware how high everybody's perception of me really is. A void of wanting, but then wanting more. wanting not all that I have...wanting what the void hasn't got...and as the void continues to grow and stretch across the barriers of my heart, it's only will is that it finds another wanting to beat in time. that's all it is ... love. Because it's true. It's like the more days that pass, as the weeks merge into months, the more lonelier, empty and desolate my weeping heart becomes. Nobody knows how much I hurt inside, how much I yearn at being in such hopeless need of another's love and affection...I know I think too much about being alone, but it's because I feel it so strongly within me that I cannot shake it. Sort of emotional tumour - eating away at something deep inside and thus creating a void..."

[CSN]

Hmm .. dit past beter op letteren. Heb je het zelf geschreven (ik vraag me dit af vanwege de aanhalingstekens)?

[mimper]

CSN schreef op 26-11-2006 @ 17:43 :
Hmm .. dit past beter op letteren. Heb je het zelf geschreven (ik vraag me dit af vanwege de aanhalingstekens)?

het is een stukje uit men dagboek..