by Shannon Aug 20, 2004
category :
Sadness, depression /
about death
I feel like my head is stuck in a huge wench, and it's closing tighter and tighter. My heart feels like it has piranhas pulling it apart, ripping my flash to the point of bleeding down my chest. My feet feel like rubber holding me down not letting me move. They make me stay here and indore all this pain. My hands are unable to help for they are trapped in a blender spinning out of control eating up my heart and soul. |