I'm tired of this feeling.
This deep wretched, twisted, contorted
discusting and Utterly evil Thing
Inside the pit of me;
Buried far into my soul,
Slowly climbing and clawing up.
This emotion of utter Chaos.
Feeling of true broken Pain.
Stabbing gently with the Thoughts.
All the doubts and Tears.
What ifs and What abouts
What nows and bitter Whys.
So much to show negative.
Yet theres still alot Thats,
Beautiful and even positively gorgeous..
But now, yet how come
I cringe with the pieces
Of my shattering heart falling
and I feel a need
To let go and Cry.
 forcing myself 2b social · Fri Jan 09, 2009 @ 07:04am · 0 Comments |
