anxy

A shadow's hanging over me lately..Makes me want to wear garlic round my neck to fend off evil spirits..but whats the point..will a kind stranger spare a silver bullet ?..Oh, I'm wicked allright. I'm full of doubts. This feeling, it comes in waves of suffocating fear and regret and leaves me wondering where to go from here..As usual, I barricaded all the exits for good. I never leave myself a way out. A way out for me is a massive blast..I'm tired of all the action. Action is for those who believe in happily-ever-after. Love. All I want these days are affairs to remember. But who wants to be reduced to a page in a diary ?.. A man wants all of you, till all of you becomes the extention of him and you are basically gone, a reflection of him in your eyes and a warm body to cuddle up to at night. And the worst thing is this primal need to reciprocate, to give. Give him your all. He loves you so much. Loved and nagged almost to death, I'm out of place in this life of mine. I want peace, and to stop running from myself, to own my time again if only for a day..