Wretched, bitter loneliness consuming my soul. Finding refuge from this pain is my only goal.
Can no longer recognize the cold eyes staring back at me. The mirror's brutal truth is all I see.
Alone in a room full of demons who laugh at my pain. Fucking with my head...insults pour like rain.
Feel tempted to punish myself again. Deeper cuts I pray bring relief...bring the end.
Why don't I just fucking die!!! I ache so much...tired...I don't want to cry.
I feel so used, so… Continue
Posted on August 22, 2009 at 4:32