Obsession
Who Are you?
Is this real?
Is this how I really feel?
Made up fantasy
In my head
My heart is starving
Needs to be fed
All alone in a crowd
Quiet screams sound to loud
Will it end?
Needed Confession?
Never ending deep obsession
Written October 1998
Beauty
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The world, such a beautiful place. Why am I here? Just to admire the
beauty? I need a purpose. I need to be needed. I am not just a thing. I have
feelings. I am not just for someone's pleasure. I know what to do. I know
what to say. I know what you want to hear. What about me? I do not want
to just say it. I want to mean it. I want to hear it. I want the truth. I want it to
be real. I want you to be real. I want you to say all those things I want to
hear. I only have one stipulation......I want it to be true. I want it to be real. I
can give you more pleasure from my inner beauty......You do not want to
look at what is inside. You just want to feel the outside. If I am able to give
such physical pleasure, imagine what I can give from my feelings within. I
want to care for you, about you. I have a void in my life. I have the great
ability to love and be loved. No one wants to love me for me. Just for what I
can give. I can give so much of me. Of my inner beauty. My beauty that can
make this world that much more beautiful. I know I can enhance the beauty.
I just need the chance....... |
Written September, 1989
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