No evidence, no belief, silence is key………This didn’t flow, like it usually doe’s, "sadness"………..

Ive walked through life, sadly so, 

wishing, wanting, hoping.,,,,,,, the pain will alleviate…… It doesn’t….

A draft this will be, 

a draft in my memories,, 

I cannot share it now..  

I lay my head, upon my bed, not knowing where to go next….

I don’t doubt there are good people in my world, for I’ve found so many here,  I’ve found so many beyond…….  

But can I trust, 

can I say,

what happened yesterday?  No…….. 

My f’in life still goes on……

I don’t trust, they don’t trust me,

I don’t trust they believe, 

my life as its happened,,,……..

total insanity……..

Was it from the drugs she took, or just cause I was bad?        

Was it from the things I’ve done, that sent me to be mad?

Everyday, I hold on, 

I  venture to be strong,,…….  and now…………..

Nothing good will come my way……..

And yes, unfortunately, I am here to stay……

Anger………   such anger, so much so that I regret…..   

That cross on my back,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

the cross that holds my pain,

always ever, always ever and again….  

My hands will escape me soon,

how I feel the pain,

gotta burn the boxes,

gotta find something new………..

gotta figure out…………….

everything……………..  

How?

I had that, before he left, I found some stuff, that kept me abreast….  

But now my pictures leave me, my drawing isn’t sound, 

I wash away the tears, too dehydrated too profound………

I think about the razor,,,

and what should have been done……   

I write because I am compelled……..   

I write because of within…….

I write because it is all I know and shame is all about….

I write because its the only way, to get bad feelings out……

Then and again, I hate to read, for it reminds me, guaranteed…..

Time to burn the boxes………..

The cross I carry,

just as heavy as the next, I don’t wish to feel anymore,

I don’t wish to carry………  

God makes me……….

To everyone, God Bless………..

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  • pflost on Apr 9, 2010

    tg, i cry,,……………hysterical at last,
    wrote last night. and still awake, my mind wont sleep,

    my love ,,,,,,,,,,, allways………. my hands r failing me…………

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