75. dear world, i’m writing to you tonight


dear world, i’m writing to you tonight. everyone else is either waiting for my call or doesn’t care at all and i’m tired of always turning up on time, of always taking no more than is mine, of feeling guilty for having the sheer components of this life.

i’m meant to be hopeful. imagine! i’m meant to dream, as if i haven’t dreamt all my life. i’m meant to be good, as if i’m not already on my best behaviour. i’m meant to burn without fire. is this what they call desire? surely not!

i’m told i have an addition to my caged harem. S. whipped into submission, you’d think. can you think, dear world?
another poor boy. never out of my sight, never in my bed. i should either lay him or let him go, no? no.

i will be crude tonight for i have an itch in my gut. the bile of the world is rising in my throat. and you can gloat. dear world, please gloat. because i will keep on living, so long dear god keeps forgiving all my wrongs and rights.

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10 responses to “75. dear world, i’m writing to you tonight

  1. moondustwriter

    All I can say is understood *silence*

  2. keeps forgiving all my wrongs and rights- yay

  3. “imagine! i’m meant to dream, as if i haven’t dreamt all my life”

    I hear ya.

    wonderously expressed

  4. it gets sickening being good all the time. wow. i liked this.

  5. somehow this reminds of a beatles song…
    Oh Darling!
    Please believe me,
    I’ll never do you no harm!!
    :)

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