About Me

Water flow through the rocks. Rivers flow to the sea. Oceans flow to the beach, And blood flows through me. In my mind a vision of memories, A past event that traumas me. I wonder who or what I could be, If you were out of my head. Or how I would be if I no longer slept in an endless nightmare bed. Here I am at 23, panicking just like I used to, With an empty bottle of vodka in one hand and a smoke in the other. In my worst nightmares, Things I cannot bare, peoples eyes stare at me. My mind wants you out im not taking this anymore get out before I slame this door. I don't want to pout. I'm tried of panicking, I'm tried of you. For once in my life, I wanted someone to trust, and be true. I lost my way, I lost my guide, all because of you. Stay the hell away from me. I find no out door, and no one loves me anymore. All your lies has hurt me, so much more, get out of my mind. Get out of my mouth, stop making me speak words, that I regret. For once in your life, let me be proud, this time don't let me down. I do believe you can change regardless of what others say, there option means nothing, to my ways. I believe if you love someone, you don't let them go. you hold on through thick and thin, and let things flow. Everyone says its time to let go, but I don't think so. my own father says, Its not meant to be things are a past event memory. people say its okay to be alone, But I'm more then alone with out you. I must have faith and never doubt you. I must believe. and understand that you can be who you want to be. And hopefully when you get out of the mental hospital ill be waiting for you, to comfort me. People say I made this all up in my mind, they say I'm running out of time, They had no idea this whole time I was talking about Me! Written November 18th, 2001 © on Nov 18 2001 02:23 PM PST, Shelly   0 • 10