Remember the past in memmory ( Read more... )

The last few nights I have spent in the cemetary. No matter how clouded my mind or what troubles me it seems to go away there. This morning it rained... I love the rain bu the wind bothered me some. My brother is back here and he has grown so much. He is about a foot shorter than I now and about my wieght. I check my mail and I have some... I don't ( Read more... )

I can't feel my stomach anymore. I think it is numb... who knows... who cares. I finally came back to Crescent City. I guess I wasn't worth the effort. I told her I would be distant and unable to tell her... my feelings. I know I am avioding her. I was I guess hoping she wouldn't aviod me. I have never been so hurt by someone. Do you miss your ( Read more... )

I have never felt so dead. I feel numb. I haven't been able to throw away her razor. I keep it like a bond to her... her shirt. I feel numb and dead. No amount of alchol or meds is making her go away. People are talking to me and getting mad at her. I can't do anything about it... I tell them no but they don't listen. I feel dead. I haven't heard ( Read more... )

I will never bother you ( Read more... )

Disappear into the mist... I hate myself. I wish I could change the current and move back time itself. How much pain would you go threw for the one you love. To know, that you where not the only one. That you weren't worth protecting... there is always someone else. Its the only truth I have found. Who will be there for me when I am in pain... I am ( Read more... )

When something needs to go... why is me that ends up being it? It seems that when it comes down to it... people must cut the waste from their lives... I can't seem to figure out how I am thrown into that waste pile. I was forgotten... to be forgotten. Its the most lonely feeling in the world. To realize that it was a passing whim or was once worth ( Read more... )

Will I stay here for a while ( Read more... )

I don't know why I tried
I don't know why you cared
All the reasons to live on
All the reasons I have shared
In the end I still live on
Forgetting that I am even here

But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet. Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.