...lie to me...
I've been looking in the mirror for so long
That I've come to believe my soul's on the other side
All the little pieces fallen, shatter
Shards of me, too sharp to put back together
Too small to matter
But big enough to cut me into so many little pieces
If I try to touch her and I bleed, I bleed
And I breathe, I breathe no more
Take a breath and I try to draw from my spirits well
Yet again you refuse to drink like a stubborn child
Lie to me, convince me that I've been sick forever
And all of this will make sense when I get better
I know the difference between myself and my reflection
I just can't help but to wonder
Which of us do you love so I bleed, I bleed
And I breathe, I breathe no
Bleed, I bleed
And I breathe, I breathe
I breathe, I breathe no more...
-Evanescence, "Breathe No More"
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Sliding into nothingness...at least that's how it feels...
The gym didn't help, neither did a long hot shower...just ended up with me standing under the shower head for 20 minutes crying into the water...
Dad keeps following me around the house asking what's wrong - I hate that he can read me so well...I just keep saying I'm tired, afterall it really isn't a lie...
It's a very bad week...I can feel it in the pit of my stomach and it will only get worse...it's beginning...I can feel it...and it is going to end so badly...
Should probably use this big ball of frustration and anger and despair and misery that's twisting away inside of me to write but I'm so far past that point...really I want to curl up in bed and say goodbye to everything...I need to call Emmy...yeah, Emmy can help...I hope...
That I've come to believe my soul's on the other side
All the little pieces fallen, shatter
Shards of me, too sharp to put back together
Too small to matter
But big enough to cut me into so many little pieces
If I try to touch her and I bleed, I bleed
And I breathe, I breathe no more
Take a breath and I try to draw from my spirits well
Yet again you refuse to drink like a stubborn child
Lie to me, convince me that I've been sick forever
And all of this will make sense when I get better
I know the difference between myself and my reflection
I just can't help but to wonder
Which of us do you love so I bleed, I bleed
And I breathe, I breathe no
Bleed, I bleed
And I breathe, I breathe
I breathe, I breathe no more...
-Evanescence, "Breathe No More"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sliding into nothingness...at least that's how it feels...
The gym didn't help, neither did a long hot shower...just ended up with me standing under the shower head for 20 minutes crying into the water...
Dad keeps following me around the house asking what's wrong - I hate that he can read me so well...I just keep saying I'm tired, afterall it really isn't a lie...
It's a very bad week...I can feel it in the pit of my stomach and it will only get worse...it's beginning...I can feel it...and it is going to end so badly...
Should probably use this big ball of frustration and anger and despair and misery that's twisting away inside of me to write but I'm so far past that point...really I want to curl up in bed and say goodbye to everything...I need to call Emmy...yeah, Emmy can help...I hope...