'2016/08'에 해당되는 글 6건
- 2016.08.23 .
- 2016.08.16 -
- 2016.08.16 .
- 2016.08.16 dreaming > living
- 2016.08.16 i'd rather be dreaming than living
- 2016.08.07 -
슬슬 준비해야지
한국 가서 먹을 것 (역시 가장 중요...), 찾아 갈 곳, 살 것들.
왠지 이번에는 산낙지가 먹고 싶고, 삼겹살도 먹고 싶고, 옛날 스타일 순대가 먹고 싶다.
근사한 한정식도 먹고 싶고. 한국의 회를 먹고 싶다.
갈 곳...은 솔직히 단 한군데도 생각해 놓은 곳이 없다.
인터넷 좀 두들겨 봐야 겠다.
살 것들은, 항상 사는 필요용품 몇가지 빼고는...
책을 사고 싶다.
여기서 구할 수 없는 일본 소설 혹은 한국 것도...
모발 커버 좀 괜찮은거랑.
씨디?
사실 딱히 사고픈 건 없다.
궁리해 봐야지.
even when a person is showering me with genuine affection and love and kindness
more so than i've felt in such a long time,
there are things that push me to the edge of despair
that suck any joy out of me
any desire to go on living
for what is it worth anyway
more pain than not
more sadness than not
more regret more bitterness more imperfections more unpleasantness
.
same old imagery plays in my mind again
whenever despair takes hold of me
slitting the wrist
the guillotine
the noose
i'd rather be dreaming than living
#
finally, i felt ready
i felt loved
i felt seen
i felt adored.
i opened myself up
words poured out of me
affection was not a currency i used to bargain with
i freely let him in
intimacy was no obstacle
or so i thought.
who knew,
my body would betray me
that desire was in itself not enough
i had no more mental inhibitions
but visceral reflex, something i had never entertained the idea of,
who knew.
i felt like a failure.
undeserving of pleasure.
as if this further confirmed my fate
destined to be alone, lonely,
lover to no-one
mother to no-one
just a nothing and nobody.
who could i blame
i can connect the dots
too easy to silently blame the perpetrator of inappropriate conduct all those years ago
but to what avail?
'i'd rather be dreaming than living,
living's just too hard to do...'
like a premmie,
too fragile and delicate
who cannot be overstimulated,
i feel so exhausted.
i haven't been with another being for so long,
i suffered extreme tiredness and physical lethargy for good 24 hours afterwards.
and a sense of emptiness -
initially mild sense of guilt and shame,
followed by a sense of regret
that i had revealed too much of myself,
given away too many secrets too soon,
allowed them too much access to my body and my mind,
i had to stay away.