Saving Face by Omi SalaveaThrough open arms and slitted eyes
Through gentle words and singular thoughts.
Torn by friendship and deceived by heart,
i flee inward, and abandoned.
Loneliness would be a welcomed comfort
Silence would be my companion
And emptiness a deserved' wealth.
Though no i seek the Solitude i have earned,
in every direction are the open hearts,
of those i thought supported my ambition
(I dont want to be touched, held, comforted, "massaged" (everyone) gently spoke to...i want to drive till im exhausted and out of gas. i want to play my music so loud i cant hear my engine, my phone, my thoughts...or yours, for that matter. everyone that is welcoming me with "open" arms, i mistrust. i feel the thoughts of some, and though i call for these people, thats what they are, they are not anything else. ANY of them. Im sorry, and i do feel ashamed, but please, dont press the matter. leave me alone, right now. dont touch me. Please.) 02/27/2002 Posted on 02/27/2002 Copyright © 2024 Omi Salavea
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