Self Destruction
By Yellowbook
In the middle of a crowd my hands held high. My eyes clenched so hard I thought they would bleed. Screaming.... My nerves struggling to pump blood my heart was set on self-destruct. My legs lusting to kick something, smash something so at least the glass would stop echoing in my head. and I think..... I need help. I am all out of life lines Regis, and money is not an option. Fucking gameshow. There are to many people around to see me breakdown. Chip away piece by piece. I need to release my anguish, this depression is eating me. I am tired of carrying this body bag.Another bad day! (they seem to be coming more frequent) Written December 28th, 2001 © on Dec 28 2001 01:46 PM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"In the middle of a crowd my hands held high...."