SO DAMN SCARY!
Date: Mar 16th, 2005 4:40:08 pm - Subscribe
Mood: pure angst emo
Listenin' to: the Hurt Process
Poetry Blog... No title It's dead silent and I'm just sitting here thinking My thinking never leads to anything good I usually lead to cutting or some other form of self harm But that's it it's not about hurting myself or wanting to die It's about healing and getting through the moment I dont want to die I just wanna get out of this hell-hole we call life I know you don't get it no one ever does exept for those like me. "If you keep doing this to yourself.." It's too late for that I've already f*cked up I'm already 6 feet under I'm a screw up that's why I'm "like this" That's why I do all this sh*t To forget how much I've f*cked up to forget how much of a b*tch life is to let go for a while..... | ||
Life sucks. I dont even know up from left anymore. I just need to scream AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I keep having this dream and sometimes when i'm not sleeping I "dream it anyway"
It starts out like this
with this guyI really like (we'll callhim Dude)
Dude:hey I wanna show you something
Me:No.
Dude:yes!
Me: NO!
Dude:YES!
He grabs me He runs some barbed wire up my arm cutting me deep. Then he ties it really tight around my wrist cutting through me wrist. My arm is bleeding so badly.
He runs off I go to find Nicole.I se her
Me:Nicole
Nicole:What?
Me: I need some sizzors now!
Nicole:NO!
Me:Why?
Nicole:Cuz your gonna cut yourself with 'em
Me: No I need to cut this off
I show her my are.
Nicole:No!
I run away crying my arm still drentched in blood, I'm leaving drops of blood behind.
I run and stop once I see Dude.
Me: why?
I show him my arm.
Dude:Because.
[end]
I think it might mean something. I really scared.
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