In dismay, I softly chided
All the words that I confided
Each small syllable
Played back
Causes me to feel the guilt
And I feel so ineffective
Pain arrives while being reflective
Oh God,
I'm afraid because I believe
That the soul will surely wilt
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And when my soul arrives in hell
It's not the only thing I'll sell
I'll tell the devil he can buy
My experiences for a price
Knowing my life was a total waste
He'll only need to have a taste
Before spitting it out and saying
"Oh, you weren't very nice."
Definitely changed tones. Anyways, I don't know why I typed this. I'm a strange person. And I HATE LIZ SILVERMAN WITH A PASSION. What a complete bitch.
I loved this - I thought it was a frightening picture:
I'm so upset right now. I feel like typing and ranting, but I can't. I'm tired and my judgment is a little warped and I'm just not ok right now. I apparently also enjoy run-ons while upset. Ugh. It makes me cringe. I am an angry young lady.