i seek something more, something elusive, like silver sand. now I think I found it, and there, its gone again.
quiet desperation is
when you feel like your insides will burst.
when you want to cry scream or jump off a bridge.
when there is no hope no end no escape.
when you most desperately want a friend,
but know you are most absolutely alone.
but when you stare blankly at a empty wall.
or laugh and talk to people around about in-consequentialities.
for sharp sudden fits. like vertigo.
inbetween long days and nights of feeling blank
while you stare blankly at a empty wall