haunted winter chill, tolkien [read me a book .txt] 📗

love is nothing compared to the hate
inside of me. It's like a poison leaking
in and slowly leaking out.

Love made me like this .... Haunted.
Broken so many times that my heart
has learned to chill.

the score is 34 to nothing. People
screaming "Go for it!"
how can I?
what makes me go on?
how can love find me but then break me?

After a while i give up , but then later on they
haunt me to no end. "Come to me. let me make you whole"
thats what they say to me when they follow me,
day in day out.......

haunted is what the past has made me.
roaming around, letting people walk in
and out of me all the time.

haunted is the right to haunt or help
people when they least need it.
or only to be a shadow of what you used to be
waiting in the shadows...

for what?
for love.
a love that will heal my haunting soul.

the chill that i feel isn't
only because of the winter but
of the love that hurt,betrayed me,
killed me on the inside.

people just don't know how to
understand a person like me...

they don't know how it feels
to loved and lost so many
times...do they?

they don't know how hard it
is to trust people when you've been
hurt so many times....do they?

should people know how it is
to have a haunted winter chill?
or should they have carefree,
compassionate, loyal love?


let me know if they should or
not.
cause the answer to me is
simple enough....

no they shouldn't, no one should...

Publication Date: 11-25-2011

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