...more than you want to know of me.
writing tends to drain me after a period of time...and i lose the interest to do so...which is where i am right now...most bi-polars are more apt to write as i have in down cycles, but i find the words flow easier when up...now i am down..the words are drained...
know me
understand me
love me
want me
need me
don't use me
like me
laugh with me
cry with me
kiss me
fuck me
don't abuse me
be with me
spend time with me
have fun with me
talk to me
hold me
don't leave me
cry to me
open up to me
take care of me
comfort me
sleep with me
don't lie to me
edited:
And no more shall we part
It will no longer be necessary
And no more will I say, dear heart
I am alone and she has left me
And no more shall we part
The contracts are drawn up, the ring is locked upon the finger
And never again will my letters start
Sadly, or in the depths of winter
And no more shall we part
All the hatchets have been buried now
And all of birds will sing to your
beautiful heart
Upon the bough
And no more shall we part
Your chain of command has been silenced now
And all of those birds would've sung to your beautiful heart
Anyhow
Lord, stay by me
Don't go down
I will never be free
If I'm not free now
Lord, stay by me
Don't go down
I never was free
What are you talking about?
For no more shall we part
And no more shall we part
/end edit
beware what lies below this is a piece of me, my life...i'm not sure it is really for any of you to read...it is for me...
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