empty soul and a broken heart
everyday i have to remind myself to breathe, to smile and laugh as though i can handle this extreme stabbing feeling i feel every day. i feel so sad. sometimes i wake up and i think that everything is ok. but it isnt.
if someone asked me about the problems in my life i wouldnt be able to answer them. i havent any real problems. i just have wounds from little things that have formed to make one black cloud.
little things trigger me off...a look, a song, something someone says. i dont know where to go or what to do.
i want to fucking shake myself. im sick of boring people with the problems i dont have. im a bottomless pit of nothingness. i hate my dad. hate is a strong word but i mean it passionatly.
people dont have a clue. i dont even have a clue and im sick of crying.
i dont want people to get annoyed with me.
i need love.
if someone asked me about the problems in my life i wouldnt be able to answer them. i havent any real problems. i just have wounds from little things that have formed to make one black cloud.
little things trigger me off...a look, a song, something someone says. i dont know where to go or what to do.
i want to fucking shake myself. im sick of boring people with the problems i dont have. im a bottomless pit of nothingness. i hate my dad. hate is a strong word but i mean it passionatly.
people dont have a clue. i dont even have a clue and im sick of crying.
i dont want people to get annoyed with me.
i need love.