Unfiltered Thoughts

Can you see me or are you too wrapped up in your head? Can you hear me? You like the sound of your voice, a bit too much, I think. Are you blind?  Or maybe you just don't give a shit? I'm right here, in front of you. Why can't you see me? Why does talking to you feel like shouting into the void? You're so frustrating! I'm not my disease, it's a part of who I am  but for fuck's sake, there's a  lot more to me that just this fucking mental illness! Why can't you see that? As a whole, I'm more than just the fucking sum of my parts! You don't label cancer patients cancerous, why do you define me by my depression?  I am a work of art, a fucking masterpiece, why can't you see that? I wish you'd take off those rose tinted glasses and take a fucking good look at me. I'm not your ex, she left, I'm here. Why can't you see that I AM HERE. She's gone, let her go! You make such a big deal about how I can't trust you, how ...

You'll find me by the bar  nursing a glass of Coke Staring into the abyss Lost in the blackhole of daydreams Encapsulated in a cacoon of broken dreams. An hour later You'll find me by the stage Dancing to the rythym the live band plays Lost in the tune of hopes and dreams Shaking, shimmying, Groving It's a spiritual awakening The Gods of my fathers have heard my silent plea By midnight You'll find me in a dark corner Locking lips, morphing into one being with a fine looking chap, Tugging on his shirt, pulling him closer It's a marriage of strangers' souls I don't even know his name, but I'll write about him in my journal But not even an hour later You'll find me outside the establishment Hailing a cab by myself The man whose soul I sucked out with my lips will remain a pleasant memory The women whose friendship I made I'll probably never call I'll be back in two-three months to do this again To forget myself To r...