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Feelings - Coffee House

poetmcchickJun. 14th, 2004 12:38 am Feelings

I tremble at your touch.
I long for your gentle kisses.
They are like a bird.
I feel so empty inside.
I cry and try to get help.
It's not working.
My heart longs to hold you.
I want to know you'r mine.
Forever.
I'm gonna cut.
I wanna die!
I wanna get away from here!
I want to be with you.
I want you to be mine.
We'll figure out the children part.
I can't stand this!
My head's making things up again!
I JUST WANT TO DIE!!!!!
I know we'll be happy together.
I'll learn some about cars,
but he will come in the way.
MY HEAD IS SCREWING WITH MY LIFE!
I wanna die!
BPD is controlling me!
I love him,
I think I do.
I like you a lot too.
I'm like Emily Dickinson and Sylvia Plath,
depressed poets.
I want to stick my head in an oven.
I know you know what I like,
because it's the same thing you like.
But I like guys more. Even more than you.
Cut, slice, saw!
Help me!
I WANT TO DIE RIGHT NOW!!!!!
I want to be with him,
but he wants to be with her.
END MY LIFE NOW!!!!!
STOP THE PAIN AND SUFFERING!
But I love him more than she's capable of.
She's 6 years younger than him.
STOP THE EMPTINESS.
STOP THE MADNESS!!!!
She's nice and all, but he's mine.
AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I guess I'll have to kill her.
I'M GOING TO DIE NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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