I feel dead but people are still talking. Why can't I just go away? I still can feel the piss running down my leg. Shit, I hate feeling anything. I hate feeling your lovely hug and your soft lips on mine. But I want you so bad, the way i felt you stabbing your ugly hands in my back and bringing me down here in this hole. I sure am happy I'm not at the surface having to see your disgusting body. Thank God that I didn't give in, Thank God that i said NO. I'm here away from you, just how it's suppose to be. I'm free, and I love this.
-thank you.
