Wow. Can't believe im posting on here. Im 40 now. Pretty sure I was in my 20"s the last time I added an entry. I read a few old entries and they are all sad and painful. I hate that I think of this place when Im not in a good place. Maybe it's a good thing. Since I can some what let it out. I'm not good right now. I'm so stressed all the ( Read more... )

with dead memories in my heart....

I can't take it anymore ( Read more... )

There is only pain ( Read more... )

If I could paint your picture ( Read more... )

I saw you sitting there, intently, holding on to every rhythmic vibration of the vocal cords ( Read more... )

Silent screams echoing like words spiraling down a hole of oblivion rage through my head ( Read more... )

I feel like just hiding away from the world for a while....I'm tired of feeling confused by everyone. The only time I'm close to being happy is when I'm drinking. When I'm drinking I'm not thinking, Are they telling me the truth? or caring about anything, no worries. Even when I'm drinking though I'm not always happy. It's the closest I can get ( Read more... )

A human doormat at its best,
inanimate,
on the floor,
lying,
waiting,
Step on me,
make it hurt,
make it dirty,
take advantage,
tear me apart.

I want to destroy something, I want to bleed, I want to hear screams.