untitled-----

he is my addiction
i crave for his attention
but all i get is the title of being needy
this goes any longer and i'll go crazy.

i am being selfish beyond his tolerance
does he change not but once
the false promise of change he'll give
assuming its normal, our lives we'll live

again in a rage i lose my control
at this rate there slowly grows a dark hole
taken over has my emotions?
or forever changed have his notions?

a void in me presently be
a block in him, can't he see?
deeper grows this consuming rage
on the other side a blank page

he is my addiction
i crave for his attention
but all i get is the title of being needy
this goes any longer and i'll go crazy.

my image of a home and family is distorted completely... for that matter was it ever 'not' distorted
-in relation to things happening at home and that were happening and that will happen

whoever says hard work pays in the end is a bloody ba***rd and a f***ing bitch.
-this is in relation to my life until now and yesterday's radio practical exam!!!

the significance of the word 'blah' is quintessential in my life...blah mood, blah day,blah life,blah everything