Cant focus on what i feel there is no time for that when you can not dicide and feelings coolidet angry and raped old feelings coming back od fear crepeping up my troat as taers they run cold for the metal cuts she left to the wound that will never heal i find my self here i cannot make disions on my own because i am i child and now i know that i am hepless and no one can help it is not an effort niether any thing more i sting and burn with yesterdays pain that haunts adn taunts until i let i tin and it seeps and crawl beneth the rippple and rips in my brain it gets in a guilts like a sin
