Posted: October 19, 2012 in Uncategorized

I’ve never been one for “talking”. I like to write. People don’t interrupt or try to sideline the conversation. When you need it most you don’t want a conversation. You want people to listen. You don’t need their opinion. Not there and then anyway.

You need their company. To know they are their for you.

But sometimes they don’t see it. Sometimes, as with all of us, there is a knee jerk response. Sometimes there’s no response at all.

You shout into the darkness and all you get back is pure silence or raw noise that makes no sense.

All you want is for things to make sense. To be held. To know that even when things just seem to be going downhill, it’s all going to be alright.

I just feel like I’ve got my foot on the accelerator on the road to hell and secretly hoping the brakes will fail.

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