compelled to write,

god how I hate to say how I feel.

I feel like shit…

Lost, abandoned, in my crib,

it could be worse, 

its been pretty bad..  

I’m afraid, 

every night, 3 am..  I wake, shaken, crying, reaching for something more, that will never be….

I am scared…….

It doesn’t matter anymore……

I still remain,

tears in my eyes,

tumors in my body,

scars all over…….

I am coming to “the beginning to the end”….

Just one cross on my tombstone, Please mum??   Just in case..

What is up with this world…   I can’t wait to leave………

P<3