So confused,
Mind racing...

Thoughts and mindless wonders,
Come rocking through my head...

My stomach starts to rumble,
I hear those familiar sounds...

Dreams and thoughts
Swirl around my head...

Im sick of living this life,
And everything in it...

Bloated, full
I feel so fat...

The air is cold,
The rain like ice...

I wake up each morning,
with this tear stained face...

This isn't my poem, my beautiful friend rosy wrote...
when things seem so close to the end...

Feeling the rage swirl inside her stomach
Rising into her chest and bursting out her mouth...

She sets her timer,
'beep' it goes off...

Thursday 00:56, 26/12/05- Its bad i know, but i...
Ive put my mask back on...