Maybe there is some sense in all this pseudo living.
can’t find anything, that would be reasonable.
I’m in love, married, but the fucking lonely feeling,
can feel him, sitting and making himself at home.
Why? It is against nature, can’t be true.
What kind of loneliness sits there.
Having party.
Positive thinking my ass.
The only secret is there’s nothing but
a story to keep losers in an illusion.
Doesn’t matter really.
Still lonely. 30 min and the feeling will crawl back
in the dark. mute you, wish he would leave,
he won’t, he can’t, i’m offering him permanent job.
up there is a mess.
caution “cleaning in progress” will hang there forever.
define this lonely in love, at once,
how they can live by each other. am i trying to lie again?
back on the road, tank is empty though running on dreams
won’t work.
LONELY
THOUGTHS!! ...
that’s the point. thoughts are lonely, not me. millions of
thoughts and they are lonely? how ignorance is not the way, talk mate, like you
never talked before!
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