goin without being wanted for so long forces passion to give up... there's nothing like knowing ur worth with the time to put into to likes without luv... desires tend to fade as lusts fill hormones goin from one to the next seeking a thrill that sticks... lost without the need to be had on a daily is like no other will do to become the cure of what's missed... the drought of an other feeling pleasure from the presence of self is unmatched by others jus wanting to fuck... though the freedom is nice to enjoy a few in between the crave that touches nerves willing to adapt to some real trust... it's like living in a world where emotion does not exist n life creates a void after so long... misplacing a state of mind to relate n sexually connect on all levels as moans have a sense to belong... all by knowing what a waste it is to not have anyone speak on the joy one can bring to the heart... somewhat forgotten as if jus another face in the crowd will change spirits to mimic a pause... caught in a trans where self jus doesn't feel so attractive to ones own eye... realizing it's a phase that consumes the depths for alone has tolerated enough chaos in the mind... thinking of thoughts that conflict with words from strangers that make no sense knowing the solitude consumes each breath... wondering why can i not have the dream so many take for granted as the skin seeks the cling of what the fuck is next...
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