"I'm Just A Sorrow Expert Now."
Nov. 17th, 2004 12:21 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ysobelle"I'm just a sorrow expert now
The more I love the more I drown
And the saddest part is I loved what's ours
And that's when I give more"
I've been quite good, lately. Go, me! Sometimes, though...I just get angry. When I was in college, I'd throw things. Glass made the prettiest sound smashing against my wall. I always felt it coming-- that moment before I put out my hand to find something, anything. The cognitive split in my brain between wanting to destroy something, and not wanting to destroy anything valuable or irreplaceable. I haven't done that in a very long time. Though...now I think on't, there's a dent in the wall over my bed from a cup I launched in a particularly pissed-off moment. Same shit, different day.
And it's been even longer since I slapped anyone. Hm. I'd say that's a good thing, I suppose. Despite my inner suspicion that some people desperately need it.
Having stepped over the line, it's time for bed.
The more I love the more I drown
And the saddest part is I loved what's ours
And that's when I give more"
I've been quite good, lately. Go, me! Sometimes, though...I just get angry. When I was in college, I'd throw things. Glass made the prettiest sound smashing against my wall. I always felt it coming-- that moment before I put out my hand to find something, anything. The cognitive split in my brain between wanting to destroy something, and not wanting to destroy anything valuable or irreplaceable. I haven't done that in a very long time. Though...now I think on't, there's a dent in the wall over my bed from a cup I launched in a particularly pissed-off moment. Same shit, different day.
And it's been even longer since I slapped anyone. Hm. I'd say that's a good thing, I suppose. Despite my inner suspicion that some people desperately need it.
Having stepped over the line, it's time for bed.