relax; god is in control watch the dot take your meds obey my demands...

Feb 02, 2010 09:43

To the only one who matters:

I'm in a self-imposed exile. And I couldn't find it; maybe I need a clue?

All I needed was to know you had not forgotten me.

I'm not ready yet. I don't know why.

I'm thinking. I'm thinking all the time.

I keep this going because of you.

If you need to talk to me, you can find me here immediately.

I only know that I feel.

I don't know how or why, but I know that I do.

I'm small and scared and selfish, but I'm trying.

It's just taking longer than I thought it would.

the trouble with doctors, absence, thoughts on the devil

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