all I wanted was your love.

another day of just being, no particular purpose. he convinces himself of how someday things will be more eventful. he won't wake up with the knee pain of an elderly man with years of knee injuries. he waits to be able to carelessly frolic through fields. nothing seems to contain his hunger for life, for experience, for what every other child has known that he has not. for once he yearns to understand what normal is. it's all so complicated in his mind.  maybe it's best if he hides from all the world, everything that frightens him at glance.his tired joins creak away as they start to stir after such a long break. his body betraying him in yet another way and he can't seem to fix it.  nothing more can be said before it gets to him, all the crazy of the world. he's on the edge where there is a fine line between good and bad insanity. that line allows him to dip into the bad side briefly without causing a commotion. <3 <3