� Green Apple Sea � 2002-03-06 � 9:16 p.m. �
Beneath
the dust and love and sweat that hangs on everybody,
there's a dead man
trying to get out...
Please
help me stay awake, I'm falling...~
I've had a hard day today... a fall from a pretty long high...
I've tried to map the things that make me this way... that create my pain...
and I have used all my energy standing and living half the day... it feels
I don't have room to think.
I need those small threads of sanity I still have... all those
who love me unconditionally... My parents... my Auntie... I can cry to
her any day... she's always there to listen and love me...
Blair... without him I would have been sockless and crying
forever... and I would have never made it to work... not even for the last
four hours...
I never say thank you loud enough... Sickness... pain.. the
whole thing gets me down.
I get miserable... I get drawn... I get caught up in what's
not right... i forget what is....
from myself and me.~
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