Wednesday, April 21, 2010 5:54:49 PM
Bad.Bad, Bad. Bad day. Life does not a,use me anymore. Theres no thrill in anything I do. It hurts to see the peolple who love me.My pain, my stress, my agony. Has all taken control over my life. I want to be happy. I yearn for life. Everyday, i yearn, and wish, and want happiness to exist again to me. He, this man who has left me, he has left me with his pain that I am only strong enough for bits of it. I hide behind these gray eyes, I HIDE my pain. I play normal everyday. I pretend to be ok. People fall for my lies. "How was your day?"……."good." These lies carved into my body with the scars. Scars of my Lies. The pain is like a morphine to my muscles. Numb. My body. My heart. My muscles. My feelings. Me.
Numb.
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