2009-01-22 - 6:07 p.m.
Jack Is Human Or Just Weak
You love me.
You hate me.
You give me everything.
Then you take it away.
You hug me.
You push me away.
You bring me in real close.
Then you run as far as you can.
Right when I am feeling comfortable, suddenly I am reminded why I do not ever really trust anyone.
I remember why I can let people get close to me, but it is not always reciprocated.
And no I don't mean you.
If I did, what the fuck would I be doing writing this?
What would I be doing down on my knees.
Your pitiful dog.
Running after you again.
Whatever I did, I am sorry.
Please don't go.
Please, just don't leave me.
I know how pathetic I sound. Every time I am down here, I lose a little more respect for myself.
For some reason, I can not just stand up and say "If you want to go, go."
"I am not running after you or anyone else anymore. I am done. Take me or leave me."
It is not a hard point to come to. I have done it before. I did it to my own father. Only it was him that was running after me.
How many times can someone threaten you from the top of a building before you just let them jump. How many times can you keep running to stop someone?
But sometimes, there are just those people.
I guess that means I really care.
I guess that makes me human. Or just weak.
Maybe this is all I know.
Maybe that is why I am the way I am too.
Jack Is Eloquently Offensive - 2009-03-04
Jack Is A Double Edged Blade - 2009-02-26
Then It Was Time For Jack To Shut Up - 2009-02-26
Jack Says Good Bye To A Friend - 2009-01-22
