Heartache and self-loathing, bottled up in the vestibule of you. Slowly seeping out, tainting the few pearls you've
uncovered,
under the overwheling pile of empty shells. Empty shells, mocking you, reminding you of the coldness, and bitterness of this world. The rotting stinch of years wasted in vain, covered in filth and decay, dragging on your heels from this day. Begging you for the attention they never recieved, the attention they never deserved. Raping your mind with every glance. But, teh
pearls were there, you've
uncovered precious relicsthrough life's lost paths. So, rejoice in this, the knowledge that you have found things some shall never find, and seen things that most shall neversee. You've found the pearls hidden within the ineffectual pile of waste. So, shine them, and place them for the world to see. Bask in the glow, and the glory of a sad turbulent life that truly wasn't, and isn't devoid of all value. Show the world that you are in love--that you can be loved.