What are you doing? Do you at least know of them?
Take This Waltz - Leonard Cohen
It’s in my head right now and seems to be pretty appropriate thus far. Also, why is “thus far” not one word?
It wasn’t just pain though, she looked painful. Like it would hurt if you touched her. It would hurt if you felt her. “Nothing is sharp enough to cut me,” she said. “Nothing here is sharp enough.” She didn’t want to, she just wanted to let out whatever was inside her. She thought maybe if she watched it crawl out from her clenched fist and drip into the off white sink, she’d feel better, relieved. “It’s somewhere else now,” she would say a little too loudly.
"I’m not part of this. I feel things I’m not supposed to feel."
Watch me when I sleep
Listen when I weep
Take me further
Take me down
Let us sit still in the dark
Our hands in each other’s laps
I bite your shoulder
You kiss my hand
I’ll take you in
You take me back
Ages since we talked, since we felt
I just wanted to forget that part
For me, this isn’t all
It’s just all for this hour
All in this long hour of wanting
I will listen to these birds
I will watch the curtains breathe
In this moment I’ll hold on
I’ll hold on to what I know