92 fear

by spunk   Nov 8, 2004


The shadows are falling continuously
the rain is coming down as the shadow flows
sadness and anger are making my choices
they are controlling the way i feel and act
at first I thought they would go away
but when they were born into my life
I though they would just go away
I had a similar experience before
a feeling which stuck around, then disappeared
I have now pushed away from my friends and family
stayed locked in a dark room with my companion
my only friend, my true friend which pushes me to my limits
controlling me, telling me how i should act
i am too weak to ask for help
too weak to enter a different room
resting in my bed to gain energy
while dying from the trauma which i put my self through
constantly cold from the hot dry air
I am scared to not see another day
suffering from agonizing pain
the pain of starvation and death
terrified to regain energy
terrified to see what the scale will show
its a reoccurring cycle
a never ending dream
i want to give up but i don\\\'t know where start
spinning around by the trauma and pain
trying to figure out why I\\\'m terrified to gain

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