Another day of woe. Everything always seems to be falling apart and all I want to do is cry. To ball myself up and wail to the darkness. To never leave that quiet place of mourning because the outside world is hell and it's so much safer in the dark. Everything is falling apart and I do mean everything. I'm constantly in a state of anxiety. I laugh, I smile, but just beneath the surface the stress is great and I can barely hold back the tears. It's no longer anger just such great sadness. A bottomless pit of despair. Fear nor anger are no longer my shackles, but anguish, the current and the potential. All I do is fumble in the too bright light, blinded by my own pain.
A random poem I found and changed a tad to suit my situation.
The evil has arisen, deathly smile
Dusty tears,
Siphoning all religion
Draining all your years.
An unearthly pull to do it-
To run away from life,
To waste it all, lay in filth,
To hide that bloody knife.
With irredescant looming
Completely I'll surround
The life that is my precious gift
To bludgeon it, watch it drown.
My body can hardly breath now,
It is dying fast
Whats the point in saving life
To try to make it last?
 ThiefofLives · Sun Oct 16, 2005 @ 04:57am · 0 Comments |
