tinkerbitchx's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- silently, my reactions I wont take the medication. I don't need a thing. I'll imagine I worked out my problems. Or just shove them away. The sky has grown to patches of black and dark gray. And it makes such an ugly quilt. But why should I have anything better, anyway? I'm drowning in misery. I'm drinking the hostility. Moving in retrospect. What I will not accept. Exactly what I can't reject or forget. And this needs to leave me tonight, but my head spins and body shakes until I pass out. I'm still aware of everything. I refuse to let go. I refuse all the things that are real. 3:33 PM - January 14, 2003 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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