lank tangles

i'm pretty good at distracting people from negativity even for a while if i really try.

i say this because it's true.

i'm a shock absorber. a sponge. a piece of cloth, a tissue, a cotton bud. i try to suck out as much of the bitterness and heartache, bundle them up close, wrap my arms around them at night and wake to their withered husks in daylight. sometimes they stay for the night, some cling on for weeks on end. but it all ends the same. they melt away. and i'm free again. dry. ready for the next drenched soul who happens to wander by.

i've been told that i am freedom. i shrugged then, and said, i love the taste of freedom, that i know.

i've so much sunshine to hand out it scares me sometimes.

if i had a calling, this would probably be it. i'm an urchin begging for a little bit of your misery to get me by. make me feel that i am of some use in this lonely planet.

so cast down your shadows. go on, leave it all with me.