Band-Aids

About her.

Why does life treat people so badly? Some people waltz through while others just wallow in the same spot for nights and months on end struggling to wade through what we call life. It isn’t fair but it is what makes us drive. I don’t get it. I just don’t. I want to know why we get pushed so hard so much. Why we get things pulled away from us so fast, like a band aid and there is no warning it is just pulled before us and we have to sit here and just feel the pain. I hate this. And there is nothing we can do about. Of course we think in some ways we can just control our life but people all around us control it and affect it so much that we end up getting hurt. Over and over, time and time again I feel like this is too relevant in life. I see people hurting every day and they can’t do anything about they are getting screwed through the ocean of life. They are drowning and no one is there to help them. They have no one to support them. I know I have support I have help but I don’t want to go to anybody so I stock these feelings through a keyboard and hope to find some relief from that. I don’t have a strong person I trust with my problems I just have these keys and these keys are what unlock me these days. They know me better than anyone.

Tonight the band aid is pulled and it is gone I believe. Soon enough the band aid won’t have a leg to be back onto. I don’t know how to feel right now, but down again. This is how I function. This is how life gets by with me. I get by just by thinking upon emotions, emotions that stir up thoughts, thoughts that stir up feelings, and then nothing. After I think and feel I feel nothing I feel emptiness for days on end. I go by faking everything because of how I deal with these life situations. I can’t cope without the band aid. The wound is still fresh and I need it to cover up my hurt. Right now, I don’t want to accept it is gone but it is, and I don’t see it coming back on. This is how a heart breaks; this is how a band aid rips open a wound. This right now, me right now, is the image of a man in turmoil. I feel I am outside looking in at myself and it is terrible. I feel empty and lonely again tonight.

Albert

9.13.2012 9:45PM