The Young Bubble

so i was the one to say the words, to put the ring back into your recieving hand. we were supposed to have become a happy married couple today but we became two disgruntled single people. I said I love you because I do and to talk to me if you needed to talk because I wanted you to tell me I could talk to you. You always thought that i had friends to talk to but i don't. their lives are so shiny and filled with light and to go tarnish it with my problems especially when I think I am the Problem is not feasible for me. I don't have a wonderful man anymore. I pray that he continues to find himself and grow to have a beautiful family that ill probably be envious of and a nice compassionate wife. I don't know what to do with myself. Usually people  who break up with people have somewhere to go, something to focus on. I feel like a dunce at work a pretender and i'll soon be found out and kicked out. I feel like my relationships with people all over are so shallow. ...

The world isn't going to care that you aren't there anymore. The shadows will welcome your presence the seams rip easily allowing thorns to embrace unclothed skin. Your thoughts will take you further into a dooms day future than anytime machine ever could. Your heart will burn and freeze and thaw. From your eyes will flow endless rivers and grow untamable flames. You recon neither fame nor infamy by turning in, being a one dimensional point, building up walls that reach for extraterrestrial life, digging holes past China and into another dimension, cocooning yourself with blankets as wide as space or time... You will be unmissed. What could be missed?  Fractions of a shattered shoddily mirrored glass? A magnet that dies in second? A battery unable of providing power? Holey umbrellas? shambled roofs? Unsteady rotted floorboards? Don't bother trying to be something to someone somehow. Its too late, they'll see right through you. You will see through yourself reflecte...

I stand a hollow carcass of a girl I once thought myself to be. self sufficient and drive my insides teem with unending waves of darkness. light  has no chance here in this shadow land for the shadows have engulfed the thing itself there remains nothing to shed light upon the shade takes pleasure in imbibing any light that dares to come for the girl I once knew the girl I so desire to be the girl who is gone that girl has become the shadow and the shadows become her the only end to this ...  a darker shadow enveloping the entire existence. Then, somewhere in time and space that girl can, once more, be...; I know I make it hard to do but,... Stay bubbly! TYB