I heard it calling me, I felt it pulling me. It was dark and all I had were my physical senses.
The siren signaled my fall. The world was finally calling me. I felt the call pulsing through
my veins. The world welcomed me to her, to her to be deceived and torn down. Building
my place in the world became a search for a stolen identity. Soon becoming a slave to
this new found identity. Trying harder to form this person only broke me apart more.
The world is a liar. She gives you a box to fold yourself into, only you never measure up
to her standards, believing and living to please her you completely sell your soul trusting
these requirements will make you whole, but all you create is an ever growing gaping hole
inside you. Deceived and confused you only know how to search for all the wrong pieces
of the complicated puzzled being you are. I found the only piece that will never leave you
and I, the only piece that fits, this piece does not leak, but is stable and fulfilling. He bought