Hurt. In. My. Heart. Stabbing. Stabbing. My own hand holds the knife? Or you?

Feb 02, 2010 02:47

 Why am I up so late? Why did I chat you? Did I think it could ever mean anything again? Did I think I could make myself mean anything again?

Stupid silly girl. Getting rejected over and over. I am no longer wandering. I am lost.

I don't want to be myself anymore. I feel like it will never be enough. I want to be more. I want to be beautiful.

I just feel not good enough. over and over and over. Words getting stuck in air passageways. Lungs refusing to give way.

I remember you said things i say are kinda dumb. The insults sticks with me. A nail to my heart every time the memory floats by. I don't want it to bother me. But it does it does. You were the first, You were the most. And now I am sick sick sick. You think you are so high so special. Two different worlds. Two different worlds. Can't break the glass. I am knocking. I am banging. But why why why? Where is this silly desire coming from?
Run away. Be amazing. the same sad dream we all want. But I want it till I can't breathe. Everyone else is breathing right now right? I am choking.

alcohol. numb loose. No control. That is me.  I wiill stay.

I hate you. Only cuz this feeling is too strong to be love.
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