 | Submitted by crystal jackson
E-mail: crys_09_kix@hotmail.com
as i sit here
quitely
perfectly still...
i don't want to move..
i can't.
i don't have a lot of energy left...
i'm feeling dizzy..i wish that day never happened..
i should be over it
but everytime i hear his name,
i see his face,
i can't even come close to explaining what i want
to do to him..
i can't do anything to him anyways..
altho i am scared of him....
every thought..
every cut..
every tear..
as i sit here,
i'm quiet,
i'm not going to move,
i have no energy...
i'm just as good as dead...
so i think,
but i erase that thought with another cut...
i'm wondering why i have those thoughts
in my head..
cut
cut
another cut, another scar
another reason, why i'm me...
my thought...
"God, please, please let me get away from here! Please just let
me go far away."
it doesn't matter anyways..
sometimes i dont think God hears me,
and sometimes i just think..maybe he's just not
listening,..maybe he just doesn't care...
i really need to start going to church again..
maybe that will help..
i..i just have..no energy..to do anything..
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