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by David johnson Jan 16, 2012 category : Life, society / meaning of life
Today i woke up screaming silently only to find myself still in this prison inside my head shaking violently the pain inside has risen searching for a purpose searching for a reason you will never know and you will never understand what goes through my mind with this pen in my hand i feel at peace a power a confidence that is otherwise gone into the darkness of my despair gasping for air grasping this mirror looking back at fear the only problem is i care the only solution is not to deep inside this scarred up body there are cuts too deep to erase when you try to avoid seeing your own face where does one go when you cant stand yourself when the man you are hates who you have become heart on your sleeve mind on the shelf answers are somewhere in the dust