i am one of the broken ones

Aug 13, 2008 01:11

the pain only gets worse and worse. i have physical pain every time i breathe. my chest hurts. everything hurts. on top of everything my dads been drinking again and yelling at me. today he fell asleep laying in the hall with his head against my door. i have no idea why but it scared me and i couldnt get into my room without awakening the drunk lord.

you just never know how alone we actually are in this world. right now i really doubt love. i knew it existed at one time when life used to be simple, but now all the things in life today just complicate it. i just dont think its around anymore... everyones forgotten it except me... so ill keep craving it and being hurt by it bc no one can show it to me...

if i only knew how to post pictures on this thing. it would be perfect. since i really cant explain how i feel i sketched a picture of it.

theres a woman, alone in the snow. a man came up behind her and thrust a sword thru her back. the edge of the sword caught her heart and tore it out of her chest. the man left her while shes bleeding out, weeping, and reaching out for her heart at the end of the sword but she cant reach it. shes alone, naked, exposed, and unable to die as she keeps reaching for her bleeding heart that is out of her reach.
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