drifting
drifting through life dazzed and confused
feeling as if i were standing naked in front of a crowd of those of the most cruel nature, were as if they were playing the crulest prank. as a child burns ants whith a magnaphine glass. torcher as you might call it. well in a way i feel like thy people i my life are dangleing my heart by a noose, trying and trying to kill it slowly but surly bleeding and oozing the life out of it. help me someone please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!