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Post by Lisa Vicious on May 16, 2006 18:15:32 GMT -5
Does it matter what I don't say? I still feel the same way, I don't know what is what and what goes up-just sorta floats there.
I waste my time my mind my days crashing pill parties on a diet of self-destruction I live... feast or famine I'll take the most lethal injection to add endorphines double the morphine cuz I still see the sun.
Fucked and I love you like something that's beyond this world, I need to reinvent you as something unattractive to me, I need to be with you so I can finally be me.
Oh sacred lies I tell myself lies and pretend that you're here to take away my depression it conceals my fear-- fear of being lonely alone left …left out in their world. I fear their world and in yours I thrive. It's only for you that I want to live...love...die.
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amyleeotepfan19
Curiousity Killer
Love is the slowest form of suicide...
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Post by amyleeotepfan19 on May 16, 2006 20:37:53 GMT -5
I can empathize with this one. I know this feeling all to well. Another good write Lisa!
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