Journal Entry:
Mon Mar 1, 2010, 5:00 PM
You say that sleep is all I need
But sleep is hard to achieve
When the walls stare back
And I fall alone
Into a world I create
Twisted dreams,
Born with twisted thoughts
I sleep alone
Wishing for someone
To hold me every night.
To be content.
Satisfaction...
Where is the acceptance?
Every line is blurred
Disappointment uncovers,
The valid "want"
The sacred "need"
Depressants are never
The answer to solve
The drilling questions
Racing thoughts,
In the mind....
We are screaming STOP
We are whispering
For more...
Give me something,
to stop the pain
But we can not run
From honesty
To feel content
To feel deserving
To feel worthy
Why can't I,
feel these things,
anymore?
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Mood:
Emotional -
Listening to: Welcome to Oblivion-Madina Lake
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Reading: --
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Watching: the screen...
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Playing: --
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Eating: nothing
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Drinking: yummiii tea ^^