tinkerbitchx's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- crushing the vitality of life I'm glaring at my wrists. My veins are blacker than I've ever seen them. The scars of past stick out like a sore thumb. My mind aches and moans trying to talk me into giving in. I've been in the place far too many times. It's so cold in here it's a frozen hell. And I'm left sitting here. You with your full impact without even so much as a call. Me not trying to overcome the issues of past. My boring empty canvas that screams "VIOLATE ME WITH THE BLOOD!" So close to suicide I'm kissing death's pale and uncomforting lips. They remind me of the way you told me you would never leave. Never hurt me. How can I expect a promise to ME to be kept? Anticipate the sudden ringing of the phone since it's such a fine night to die. (And since you left me buried alive.) 12:12 am - 02-21-03 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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