its better when in haze.

takes a bit of time,

thats all.

i can feel less

and more

and safe either way.

i get told stuff

and i dont know anymore

when to listen,

but i do know

a weaker replacement

when i see one.

i have too many fears

and i trust too easily

but maybe thats all stopping too..

i let you go

cause i know the truth now

though the haunting- never stops.

and with all my weird gifts,

the things that get me called names,

i find i have nothing at all of use- anymore.

and the love, the strength, the ability to feel someone?

i think thats gone too,

and that, thats something, i dont miss.

at all.