FoundAlongRoad

Thinking of pointless wants
Interactions
Distractions
Not being enough
Already having so much of what I want
Connecting
Led me to
Connections
Intentions
Being fed up
At the bigger picture and the hopelessness
And yet feeling so much
Lucky in love
To have love
Being alive is in itself dark and bright
But it started tonight with the thought of her eyes
Here I go flailing again
All the strings tethering everything
And I know last time I fell I threw all my broken parts in
Tried to melt them down to mold into something
Anything, better
Gasping for usefulness
Grasping at long-gone potential
Tapped into everything unrequited in general
In me