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This entry was posted on November 8, 2006 at 5:26 pm
At night I sit alone and watch the shadows dance around.
I hold my breath and listen yet silence is the only sound.
I reach for some comfort yet feel no embrace.
I am tired of the emptiness and loneliness of this place.
I can feel no more hurt because I have learned to live with my pain.
I often wonder how I survived and continue to stay sane.
I have hurt so deeply and cried too many tears.
I have been empty and broken for so many days..weeks..months..
I am tired of pretending that I am fine and all is okay.
I am tired of hiding behind this mask I wear every day.
I have drifted so far and can no longer be saved.
These feelings hold me captive and to them I am enslaved.
TODAY I CRIED BUT NO TEARS FELL FROM MY EYES.
THEY FELL FROM THE SKY AND IT FELT LIKE EACH DROP OF RAIN WASHED SOME OF MY SIN AWAY.
ASKING PLEASE FORGIVE ME
BUT I DON'T THINK THEY HEARD ME
BECAUSE EVERY TIME I'M SAYING PLEASE GIVE ME.
LISTEN TO ME IN ONE HAND I GOT A GLASS OF GIN AND WITH THE OTHER HAND I KEEP PUTTING CIGARETTE SMOKE IN MY LUNGS.
IT SEEMS LIKE EVERYTHING IS GOING WRONG ... THEY HURT !!!
GOOD NIGHT I JUST OVERDOSED AGAIN ...
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