Rosario-Red

I zone out a lot. Its not like I see black or anything, and I am conscious while it happens. Hell, who am I kidding, if it was like that, I'd probably be dead or I possibly could have fainted. Zoning out causes a lot of issues for me. Its not like I'm just picturing life in a still image, like some people, or simply looking at life how it should be, and not how it is. For me, zoning out is no more that a figment of my subconscious self, offering a dream in mid-day. Some would say its a day-dream, but I don't usually day-dream. So many things happen while I zone out. My eyes flutter shut, but to others they look open. My hand stops writing, bu

I dare not fall for the one's with the money, or the greed for the glory. I wish to evade the one's who willingly fall into poverty, and the one's who are no longer trustworthy. I fall for those who are broken, the ones who feel forgotten. Not the ones who are strong, and know they will live long. I love the one's who are hardest to love, because they need it most. The ones that need it, are the ones who see the true beauty.