Jealously Lives With Insecurity!

We're All Wounded In Some Way, Im Just Tryin To Heal!

Falling In Love Was A Solo Act. I Knew That, Had Learned That The Hard Way. You Just Jumped And Hoped Your Parachute Opened. Sometimes You Looked Up And Saw You Were Falling By Yourself, The Object Of Your Desire Still On The Plane, Not Interested In Jumping, Watching You Descend Into That Scary Place Alone.

Once Desire Was Turned On, Combustion Gave It A Life Of Its Own. Once It Was Turned On It Became A Raging Wildfire, Uncontrollable And Uncontainable, The Type Of Conflagration That Had To Be Allowed To Burn Itself Out.

People Know Your Tragedies And They Treat You Like You’re Not Human. Like You’re A Three-headed Goat. A Monster From Some Other Planet. They Keep Reminding You Of Your Pain. You See How They Look At Me? They’re Stuck On That Person I Used To Be. They Can’t See That Old Life As Just A Moment In Time That I’ve Moved On From. It Was A Horrible Life.

Safety And Love Are Both Illusions!