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You know, I sometimes feel myself falling deeper and deeper in to this deep dark hole, i feel nothing i do will help me find the way out, it's almost like I'm suppose to stay in the dark and all...
I see you sitting there, curled up in that ball are you ok on your own. would you like me to call someone for you.
**reading old journal entries it's funny to see where I was ten years ago, I thought I'd share a couple of really old pieces** so just close your eyes and count to ten everything will be ok in the...
I want to cry, I need to cry But tears, they just won't fall. My body is racked with despair My tear ducts blind to it all.
LOVE THY SELF If you can wake up in the morning and look into the mirror, and the first thing you do is smile then you my friend are on the start of a road to loving yourself or maybe your halfway...
Dear God I need some sleep Please take my thoughts They are yours to keep Dear God sleep was once a friend That has abandoned me Will no sleep be my end.
What seems very clear to me, Confuses everyone else. When I describe my views, they are greeted with silence. When others describe normality, I wonder why I disagree.
I've been told that our thoughts need monitoring every so often and I reckon they're right.
I need to get away from here, I need to get some air, The walls are closing in, I'm tearing out my hair, The piles of nightmares grow, Are they breeding in the night.
It began quite suddenly. Just little things at first. She'd forget birthdays. Or what she was about to say. The words to a song. Or how to make a sponge. She left doors open. Thinking they were shut.
It was all about the drama, for it made a pitiful dance. One fallen, rotten apple, took a solitary stance.
He was a kind of strange dude, getting stranger by the day, and it was just a matter of time before she told him to go away.
I stood on the ledge - rigid. The bitter cold breeze blew my hair in my face as I stared down into the sparkling waves of the sea. I slipped my feet out of my worn down, Nike trainers.
I don't understand your shadow, That you fail to kill with tobacco, Why does it lurk and stalk. I fear the darkness of your talk, Do you set out to scare.
I can't be cheerful today because my mood has somewhat dimmed since my last post. Funny isn't it. Not.
Okay what wrong with me. Seriously doctor just tell me whats wrong with me. 'I'm sorry my dear lady but you seem to be crazy' Doctor what do you mean can't you save me. What is wrong with me.
When kantanka come My head is itchy buzz Eyes throb, swell-ache Afternoon long Fuse short Brittle mood snap, Barb jump out. Tolerance threaded On spiker tongue Nerves thread -fray Raw and plucked.
I know it's time to sleep. My body is tired and broken. My eyes want to close and rest. My brain, quite literally, has other ideas.
I stood on the ledge - rigid. The bitter cold breeze blew my hair in my face as I stared down into the sparkling waves of the sea. I slipped my feet out of my worn down, Nike trainers.
I stood on the ledge - rigid. The bitter cold breeze blew my hair in my face as I stared down into the sparkling waves of the sea. I slipped my feet out of my worn down, Nike trainers.
I need to find a place. Where my head can rest. I need to find a place. Where I can be my best. My brain is not my own no more. Clouded with too much stress. I just really want to know the score.
I may seem strong, I may seem like I'm the most optomistic person on the planet, I may look happy, I may look like I have it all, I may look like nothing bothers me much, But for once I want to...
I'm artwork myself a canvas painted so colourfully tainted My badges the story of part of my past, forever my scars will last We all have scars that are invisible mine can just be seen as there...
I confess, Again, I have reverted to attempting a 'Chemical Cosh' to numb the inner demons of emptiness.