Nov 30, 2004 06:11
I sit behind my electronic screen.. Eyes dead to the world.. I'm so scared of what to do.. I'm agry at everything.. confusion and self-loathing.. Unlike anything felt before. I hear the words that you say, but as they cut into my heart, I realize I don't care, I've come to expect this from you. Now I look at my life, wonder if I even know what love is, or if its its just a though and memory, once lost upon the wind. The long pain inside me, to take my leave and run with it, the consuming hate for all that I know, the depression that's taking over, all control my every move, thoughts spinning wildly in my head. And as I leave you with this in your mind, I say once more, now to you, this could be my final goodbye.