Scared Of My Self
By VampireGirl
Lying on the cold hardwood floorKnowing there was an IN but no OUT door.Waiting for help to be on its way, and trying to stay a live for just one more day.it must be a little below zero in the room.no telephone to call back home. I forgot my medication todayI can't help but to feel this way.I can't help but to stare at the wall.When I was looking for the door, I saw my self fail.No one gives a damn about me, and I don't need anyone anymore.It wasn't even two years ago that I had my last cry.I slowly felt my self die and left behind all my memories.I begged someone to save me, But they never cameI begged for someone to search deep in side my headbut no one helped.Doctors couldn't diagnose what was wrong with meThey called me a Zlotriac by the age of 3.They said they had problems from day one, the momentthey Adopted me.I feel helpless, when there's nothing I can do.I haven't said a single word since the age of 2.I can't read or write, and I see things through my eyesthat makes me feel uptight. I am lost in my own head, and I will be safe if I stay under my bed. I haven't slept in weeks, My heart trembles with every fearing heartbeat.and I am nervous that my self will find me. Written October 15th, 2001 © on Oct 15 2001 01:34 PM PST, Shelly 0 • 10
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"Lying on the cold hardwood floorKnowing there was an IN but no OUT door.Waiting for help to be on its way, and trying to stay a live for just one more day.it must be a little below zero in the room.no telephone to call back home. I forgot my medication todayI can't help but to feel this way.I can't help but to stare at the wall.When I was looking for the door, I saw my self fail.No one gives a damn about me, and I don't need anyone anymore.It wasn't even two years ago that I had my last cry.I slowly felt my self die and left behind all my memories.I begged someone to save me, But they never cameI begged for someone to search deep in side my headbut no one helped.Doctors couldn't diagnose what was wrong with meThey called me a Zlotriac by the age of 3.They said they had problems from day one, the momentthey Adopted me.I feel helpless, when there's nothing I can do.I haven't said a single word since the age of 2.I can't read or write, and I see things through my eyesthat makes me feel uptight. I am lost in my own head, and I will be safe if I stay under my bed. I haven't slept in weeks, My heart trembles with every fearing heartbeat.and I am nervous that my self will find me...."