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by imperfect4life Nov 13, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / other
I shove my mouth stuffed full of food it doesnt matter, i feel no guilt it will soon be gone mia tells me, i believe it mia says its time to do it runnung the water hot turning the music up loud i feel weak and pathetic it contols me fingers down my throat sliding through familiar territory mia is now satisfied felling thw water run down my back i try to wash away my feelings only one way to forget now i cut deep regrets flowing away it controls me mia says its my friend the day i break this friendship i will have my life back and only i will control me !
by waking up inside
I like it! keep up the good work.