I feel like I wanna kill myself. No... that's not true. But why do I feel so down? It's like... I feel... crooked. Just crooked. With violins with broken strings playing high pitched noises in the background... I want to express it in my artwork... but I don't know how to draw it! How do you draw something or express something crooked??? Like your heart has just been twisted and bent like a flower stem that won't break? Why won't it break? Because I've been through worse? It's gotten stronger maybe... But why do I want to die? I don't want to die. I want to live. I want to live to love. But I'm not good at showing that love. And I want to be loved back. So that I feel there's another reason for living. Without love... it's empty. It's crooked. Crooked is what I feel. But is it because I feel unloved? I am loved. I am sure I'm loved. I hope I'm loved. I am not... empty. I am not crooked. I AM LOVED! AND IF I'M NOT... I WILL LOVE THE HATEFUL! BECAUSE THAT'S ALL I FEEL I CAN DO! I HAVE TO LOVE A CROOKED WORLD AS I LOVE MYSELF BECAUSE IF I CAN SHOW ONE OUNCE OF LOVE I CAN STRAIGHTEN MY CROOKED HEART ALL THE MORE! I CAN STRAIGHTEN THE CROOKED HEARTS OF THE WORLD!
 Invader Kat555 · Sun Dec 02, 2007 @ 04:58am · 1 Comments |
