My heart beat stumbles and my back bone crumbles...

The room was dark. No matter how many times the three of us came here, it was still the best spot to hang out. It felt like ours. We were always one of the first people to arrive. There wasn't much chatter and the music had a good beat.

He never danced with us, no matter how much we tried, so we danced together. I was glad to have them in my life. Nothing...no one else could ever replace them. I could try drinking, smoking, moving on, buying tons of things and I know that nothing would ever take their place. In my heart I knew that I would die for them without hesitation. Finding people like that is hard.

I already knew that about him. I knew from the moment I met him I knew I would die for him. He has so much hidden talent. A good soul. Dark, maybe, but he's still a good soul. I've lost him before. And now that he's back in my life (and not floating around the edges of it) I can see how much of a void his absence had left in my life. See? Only he could have filled it. NOTHING could ever replace him.

And her? I don't really know what drew me to her side. I thought it was guilt but you know? That whole thing wasn't really my fault. I didn't know she was in the picture. Granted it still wouldn't have given us a reason to be friends. We should hate each other. Yeah, I guess it gets awkward sometimes but compared to our friendship the awkward is undetectable on our radar. She's...her. Dark, but lively. We live in a world of contradictions. It is our world.

Tonight was different. We didn't have our awesome bodyguard with us. It was usually the three of us and him, but he was home with his girlfriend and she didn't feel like coming here, even though he came in underage with us.

After much begging and pleading for him to come up with us and dance we gave up and left to dance to our song. I was feeding off of the energy beating through the speakers, radiating off of her. I WAS ALIVE. We laughed and he watched. The room dimmed, but I didn't notice. Pain radiated from my head, but I ignored it. I felt a searing pain in my side, but I was too lost in the music.

I felt commanded to freeze. I stopped and stared at the door, waiting to see what was causing my sudden unease. I turned back to her, frowning.

"What?" She asked. She'd seen that expression on my face before. She stopped and stared at him. He felt it too. I motioned for him to follow us. He didn't move. We both walked over to him instead. She sat next to him, talking to him. I couldn't hear her over the beating music. We needed to leave, quickly. Why weren't they listening to me??

"Hey babe." A hand landed around my shoulder and gripped me tightly. I jumped a mile in the air. I turned to face the one person none of us wanted to see here. The one person who was supposed to stay away from. The one person I was protecting them from. I looked at him and he didn't look like him at all. I could feel the same pressure around me as I had that one night he told me I was a seer.

"What the hell are you doing here?"
"Why the hell are you with them" he said. I could see fire in his eyes, but he remained calm.
"We just finished practice." I said.
"I thought you didn't like them." He cocked his head to the side at me. "So your the people who've been taking my time with her from me. All the more reason for me to hate you." He didn't sound like him. It didn't feel like him. No...it was the shapeless energy I'd felt three weeks before. I tried to tell them to run with my eyes. But where would they go? If I was correct, he would have the power to stop them from even standing back up.

He went for them and without hesitation I threw him back.
Yes, that's right. I threw HIM back. She stared at me, but I wasn't me anymore. I was something else. I was scared, but uncontrollable.

I took my own vow.
To protect them.
To love them forever, whether my heart was made for it or not.
To trust them.
To need them.
To keep them alive.

I wasn't going to let someone take that away from me again.

At least this time it wasn't within our group. No, it was someone outside of our world.
Or was it.
They find the weakest points.
They overtook B years ago. They drove us apart. But we found the missing link. We Found Her.
Could they break us now?

Or was I the weak one now. Was I one of them?
This was my chance to find out.

I stood in front of them. I felt needles sting my fingers. I tasted blood in my mouth. I knew then I wasn't human. I was something else. But if I was one of my own demons that didn't make me weak. That didn't mean I wouldn't go back on my promises.

I would save them.

We fought, clawing, scratching, screaming, bleeding...dying in front of everyone. Some didn't notice. Only they could see. He drew out a dagger, ready to slice into my heart, but he missed, instead it went into my shoulder. Wincing I drew it to use against him.

With my hand to his throat and my left arm raised to kill he stopped me, but didn't move to attack. He grabbed my neck, holding me back.

"If you kill me, we both die."
I didn't answer. My soul did.
"Then let us both die."
"You want to stay to protect them. What are they worth to you? You won't die for them, even if you'll fight for them you won't die."
"Fuck you." I knocked his hand away from me turned away for a moment to look at them. The looked back at me with horror. That voice wasn't mine I knew. It was a chorus of them all. All the souls locked inside of me. I swung back and stabbed him with his own blade.

And the force left him falling to the floor. He was fine, asleep, eyes closed, but the energy was dead. I'd killed it. I'd saved them. Things around us began to move again.

We left. They clung to me.

Yes...guys I'm fine.
I'm fine...

But I wasn't. I collapsed, broken and bleeding into their arms.

And then I woke up.

And with everything that's happened lately...

THAT DREAM SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME

And Violet knows why...

Just me

Unbreakable

I really kind of hate that word. The more I see that word used, the more I realize how much it SUCKS. I mean, sure if you have an UNBREAKABLE iPod that'd be pretty sweet, but the problem is things are supposed to break.

Unbreakable things hold you down. They remain...forever. Promises are unbreakable. When they break they hurt someone. They let people down. To say something is unbreakable is a lie. And lies are unforgivable. Yet necessary? Life is making no more sense than it used to.

Actually I used to think I had it figured out. It was easy to tell things apart.

I knew what love meant.
I knew what it was to hate.
I knew what it was to make a promise.
I knew I didn't have to worry about knowing who I was...because I was me. Just me.
I never had to analyze myself.
I knew who I was.
What I was...
I never questioned myself.
I knew what I wanted
What I needed
Who I loved
Who I hated...

What the hell does loving someone mean? There are so many levels. In betweens. Friendships...more than that, less than that. Levels of caring about people that mean something. There's Love, love, luv, in love, falling in love, falling out of love

What is hate? Why do we hate people. There's reasons for some...then there are those we just...hate the minute we see them. Hate as a joke. Hate for a moment, love the next. Hate in anger...hate in yourself. So many levels for this too. Intertwining with all the other levels of other emotions.

I make promises and then I feel like I'm chained to them. They mean the world to me but nothing to some. The word is almost meaningless.

Now I don't know who I am. What I am. What it means to be me...what do I love? What do I hate? Do I even have a sense of feeling? Do I hold emotion anymore? I know I once did. What about now?

Do I just think I do?
Did I ever really know? I think I did. I know I did. Somewhere along the way I lost what it was to be me. I've attempted to reinvent myself so many times.
Did I bring this on myself?

Do I care?

Why am I not breaking?? I just stand here and take shit. Nope, there is no way in hell you're going to break me. You can try all you want, but it's not happening.

Sure I'll freak out.
Sure I may cry at night.
But I. Can't. Fall.
Or break.

THANK YOU PRIDE.
I'm thinking in fragments. Sorry if I seem a bit scattered. It's like I've lost my writer's touch. This is a major problem. Without my writing...I have nothing left of me to show. I'm just an empty shell of who I used to be. I don't think I can go back to being her. She was a little too weak for my taste...

Maybe I need the weakness back. I was just told by a nurse at the ER the other day that I'm too much of a fighter for my own good. Not a physical fighter, but mentally. Emotionally.

Yeah, really don't know about that, but I guess it's true in some ways. I have 19 layers of defense in my mind. Try getting through that wall.

I am truly unbreakable.

Unless I break myself.
Of course, how would one go about doing that when one is not accountable for all their actions because their brain has minds of its own?

And GEEZUS I wish this headache would let up. I can't seem to get rid of it. I've slept for most of the day because it got so bad I passed out. I really should go to the ER for these...I know I know I really should, but you don't get it. Hospitals terrify me. The thought of being completely helpless, tied to machines and all the WHITE everywhere! And death...and oh God I don't want to think about it. It just...creeps me out.

Yet I'm okay to sit in graveyards...?

I'm an odd one. I don't even get me.

I could know everything there is to know about everything and I still wouldn't get me. I guess there are things in life we are never meant to understand. When I'm not thinking about it, it doesn't bother me. I just have way too much time to think right now.

I know things I wish I didn't.
I don't know the things I wish I did.

Why? If it wasn't for you, I might not be like this...
Can I blame you? You weak minded, two faced, mother fucker. God I wish I'd never met you. I can run forever and I can start over a million times but never ever ever will I escape that feeling. That memory. That EVERYTHING. It's who I am now. What the fuck did you do?

Is this the reason I cry in my sleep but refuse to shed tears when I'm awake? Well, I can't even cry unconsciously anymore. There's nothing left inside. Of course I have nothing left. You can't feel anything when you've numbed yourself forever.

So many things I need to know but never want to hear. I wish I could read hearts. Not minds. Minds lie. Hearts don't lie. Mine might...but I'm special.

Was any of this ever real?

Remember how it all began
The apple and the fall of man
The price we paid
So the people say
Down the path of shame and let us dare
To bite the hand that fed us
Fairy tale, the moral end
Wheel of fortune, never turns again
Never turns again
The worst of it has come and gone
In the chaos of millennium
And the falling out
Of the doomsday crowd
Their last retreat is moving slow
They burn their bridges as they go
The heretic is beautified
Teach the harlot's child to smile
Rocked again by indecision
Should we make that small incision
Testify, to the bleeding heart inside
We cut, we scratched
We ran, and we slashed
And when he opened up at last
Found a cul de sac
Deepened black
Of smoke and ash
Deepened black
Smoke and ash
The wicked king of parody
Is kissing all his enemies
On the seventh day
On the seventh week
The tyrant's voice has softened now
But just for one forgiving hour
Before the rise of his
Iron fist again
Fist again
I've come tonight
I've come to know
The way we are the way we'll go
And to measure this
The width of the wide abyss
I've come to you in restless sleep
Were all your dreams turned bitter sweet
With voodoo doll philosophies
Day gloy holy trinities
The wicked raft that leaves the shore
Of ferries drunken souls a board
Pilgrims march to Compostela
Of visions of their saint in yellow
Follow deep in trance
Lost in a catatonic dance
Know no future
Damn the past
Blind war, ecstatic
To save their lives

Rawr my head is going to implode
(that wasn't my work by the way although I wish it was)

.....I feel like shit.....
I can't believe...
I just can't wrap my mind around...

Favorite book quote of the day: "If you don't remember something does that mean that it didn't happen?" (Skinned)

Well, no it doesn't but you can always pretend it didn't.

You know...I've come to realize that I am a mess inside. A very fucked up, confused, spinning, burning, hating, mess inside.

And I blame people and their BULLSHIT.

Take a look at my body
Look at my hands
There's so much here that I don't understand
Your face say these promises
Whispered like prayers
I don't need them
Because I've been treated so wrong
I've been treated so long
As if I'm becoming untouchable
Well, content loves the silence
It thrives in the dark
With fine winding tendrils
That strangle the heart
They say that promises sweeten the blow
But I don't need them, no
I don't need them
I've been treated so wrong
I've been treated so long
As if I'm becoming untouchable
I'm the slow dying flower
In the frost killing hour
Sweet turning sour and untouchable
Oh, I need the darkness
The sweetness
The sadness
The weakness
Oh, I need this
I need a lullaby
A kiss good night
Angel sweet love of my life
Oh, I need this
I'm the slow dying flower
In the frost killing hour
Sweet turning sour and untouchable
Do you remember the way that you touched me before
All the trembling sweetness I loved and adored
Your face saving promises whispered like prayers
I don't need them
Oh, I need the darkness
The sweetness
The sadness
The weakness
Oh, I need this
I need a lullaby
A kiss good night
Angel sweet love of my life
Oh, I need this
Well is it dark enough
Can you see me
Do you want me
Can you reach me
Oh, I'm leaving
You better shut your mouth
And hold your breath
And kiss me now
And catch your death
Oh, I mean this
Oh, I mean this

I guess this is getting really long...with the quotes and the lyrics and the babbling...I'll stop for now.

I had no point to this. It was just an attempt to break the "writer's block" or whatever this is...
I just barely scratched the surface but I think I'm getting somewhere...

Just me

if you could say one thing without repercussions, what would it be?

This question was asked on my formspring a while back.

If I could say ONE thing without reprecussions...I'm going to try to find 26.

A. You have always been there. I hate watching you leave...I hate it when you leave me in the dark, in the cold with my demons. Please, don't do it again...I can't take that anymore...this is your LAST chance. And this time...I mean it.

B. You left me when I needed you the most. I have never forgiven you for that. Too many people have abandoned me throughout my life. I'm tired of watching people go. I miss you but if I am not that important to you now, then I never was. Goodbye...I suppose...

C. I hate you all for mocking me. I've tried so hard to forgive and forget, but someone explain to me how one does so when the ghosts of their past haunt them 24/7?

D. I wish you would stop hurting him.

E. I always knew that you were there. And now I understand what you are made of. Why I can see you now, clearer than before. I know now. I understand

F. I hate your family. I am ashamed to bear your last name. You selfish people. I am not one of you.

G. I think you are a selfish bitch. Get over yourself and learn to grow up to take care of your children. Thanks to you, we are all scarred for life.

H. I learned it from you. Straight from your mouth. I told myself.

J. I don't know how you pulled me through the toughest situation of my life, but you did. I thank you for that. Even though, you are annoying sometimes. I love you. But I don't trust you.

K. You are quiet enough that people trust you. But once they do, you turn around and reveal everything to other people. Give me one reason why I should stay your friend.

L. I hate you. I didn't always but I will forevermore. Sadly, I need you.

M. You have always been there, but you don't know me at all. Release me from these chains. I am not yours to control.

N. I don't believe that my friends are willing to catch me should I start to fall. I am not strong enough for them. I am too much to handle. They will break should I lean on them. I must do this alone.

O. I don't have any regrets. Except one. And no matter how much time has been put between me and that one regret, it still comsumes me in guilt.

P. I want to tell/ talk about it. but I can't.

Q. I have wanted to kill people/ myself. But I'm fine. I promise.

R. You know I love you. Whatever you choose, I'll stand right beside you no matter what. You are my night sky. And I'm trusting you to be there if I fall. No matter what.

S. I never trusted you. Not now, not then, not ever. You will bring me down. And I will hate you for it. But not yet...

T. I'm always suspicious

U. There is only one person that I have trusted. No matter what. Even though said person has given me many reasons for me to never trust them again.

V. I feel like I am repeating myself...but I assure you that every one of these is directed towards different people.

W. The only ones that are repeated for a person are those about myself.

X. You hurt her. Do you have any idea how much I want to hurt you?

Y. You have major issues. I don't know why I bother talking to you. After everything I did, you still treated me like shit. I'm done.

Z. If you touch me again, I will call the police. And I will get someone to fuck you up. 'Cause I meant every word I said.

That was harder than it looks to complete.

I've been working on this one for WEEKS.

Here it is finally.

Just me

Shhhhh

Don't tell anyone I'm here!!
Hooray for blogs and poetry. Otherwise I would have no other reason to be on here. Of course, I have to convince everyone that it's like a journal to me, and that no one really reads it. Besides two or three people...although now I have my doubts about who exactly is reading this. Sadly it's NOT like facebook with privacy settings. So I'm going to try and be extra careful. Hence why I use NICKNAMES all the time for most of my (actual) friends. Ethan, Dimitri, Elijah, (and all the other fireys), Lilac, Kiendra, Tilla, Jasken, Echo, Elyaina, Celedae,( and all the others) don't count.

Phantom of the Opera is onnnnnn. I like this part. No idea why. It's the part where Christine Daae and Raoul Vicomte de Chaney (spelling) get finished singing their duet on the roof as the Phantom is listening and then he starts to sing (and crush the rose in his hand). OH the symbloism in this scene. Gives me chills. And I like the song too. He takes their song and makes it his own, changing the words.

"I gave you my music. Made you're song take wing. And now how you've repaid me. Denied me and betrayed me." (sounds really soft and reflective at first)
"He was bound to love you when he heard you sing" with the whispered Christine at the end AHH gives me goosebumps. It's like you can FEEL what's in his soul. And then you hear them in the distance, echoing. And then his sudden rush of emotion. SOO much emotion.
"You will curse the day you did not do all that the Phantom asked of you." And then the music after that. HOLY CRAP I LOVE IT. I don't even know why. There's just so much emotion all at once in this one short song. It's fascinating. Honestly I think I just like the part because he's on the freaking roof. XD <3
I nearly cried when I saw the play in New York! When the chandelier went up above me? And the music started playing? That...was the best experience ever. Nothing could top that feeling.
Y'all are probably thinking how can I get this worked up over a play/movie? I honestly don't know. I just do.

-----------------Back to my world (not Phantom world)-----------------

So I really needed a break. Not sure if this was the best descision to be made, but then again neither have many others I've been making lately. This mgiht just be the best thing for me.

I have to shut off from the world in order to reorganize my thoughts. Everything is so fragmented lately. In my mind. I guess you could say my life too. I'm not really sure how to react to anything. It's like I have no feeling towards anything or anyone. Every emotion is that of someone else. Not me. Either that or I fake everything I say. Nothing is real to me anymore.

Something happened Sunday in the car. I felt one of my personalities split. Rather I HEARD it split. So it's like...one of my (dominant) personalities has more than one of itself. I don't have four of her anymore. I have seven. And they aren't very nice. And the four that were? Well, they aren't exaclty easy to deal with either.

I'm having a very hard time controlling myself. I've just got these random outbursts/rages that take ahold of me and NO ONE CAN STOP ME. I mean you get in my way and it's like ..."put your lights out hit the pavement that's what I call entertainment" I don't want to be around anyone who may or may not irritate me. Just...ANYONE really. So I came up with a solution. And I may not like it...but when I said I was done. I mean...I AM SO FUCKING DONE with all the bullshit in my life.

And no matter what anyone does now. Or what anyone says. What has been done can NOT be undone. I am in this state of mind now. And nothing will ever ever ever drag me out of it.

All I wish is for everyone around me to live their lives but leave me out of it. I want nothing to do with the majority of people anymore.

I don't trust myself. Why should anyone trust me?

PS. I never promised jack shit. And boy am I glad I didn't

I hate the fragmented thinking. It makes no sense to many people. R told me to do it though. He said that I haven't been writing a lot and that was what my problem was. I know he didn't mean post it publically (which is why many of my newer recent writing will need to be burned (but wont) just hidden) are in a notebook and not in this post.

Honestly I think my problem was concerning myself with other people's needs and issuses. I was putting myself through way too much and I couldn't handle it all. Especially with the personalities merging and multiplying yet again over and over.

My stress levels just reached an all time high and I'm not yet coming down. (Talk about a "bad trip")

But trust me on one thing. I'm downsizing everything in my life. My room. The favors I do. My "friends". My writing. EVERYTHING needs to have a good "spring cleaning". Including my head and my heart and what's left of my dark soul(s).

Side note:

Dear Ethan, Dimitri and Co.

I really love getting repeatedly abused over and over and over by your throwing knives, poison darts and searing wings. I also love it when you line the sidewalks and climb on cars. Let me just EXPRESS how happy I am that you are now asking my permission to march behind me in a battle that I know nothing about.

PS. Tell your fire friends that Yes they were right in everything they showed me even thoguh I never doubted myself or them in the first place. But next time can we not be so vividly precise and accurate in your visions and or dreams. Thank you. That was really disturbing and something I never want to see ever again no matter how many times it happens XD. And do you really have to prove it to me by making it so obvious that I'm watching memories when I look at people? It's really weird and I don't like being able to feel the power of the colors that I see. (Yes people I know I'm insane, bare with me)

Oh and Ethan. Can you not sit there whispering LIES LIES LIES LIES LIES Can I stab someone JUST ONCE please? In my ear when I already know from your fire fiends that I'm being lied to or when someone is totally laughing at me in my face, or giving me shit. It makes it harder to control my own emotions when I can feel the tension coming from you. It's really annoying mostly because I don't need you turning into your brother. I get enough shit from him. Thanks. (PS. I love you anyway and have a lot to thank you for I just really wish you wouldn't harrass me like the others)


So I wrote this a while ago but I edited all the parts I liked and or remain true.
I've been dealing with this feeling that something bad it going to happen. I thoguht that it was because of one thing. Then another. But when both of those tings calmed down and I could think clearly...the feeling remained. So it wasn't that. I'm sure those didn't help but there's more.

I wish I knew what was coming...I wish I could stop it. But how can you stop something that you can't see?

To see something that is not there, you must gaze upon what is--or something to that effect (thank you Zed from Legend of the Seeker)

I refuse to write my dreams and intuitions.
My visions as some call them.

Because everything I write comes true.
In some way. This can NEVER be written. This can NEVER happen.
I would die.
No matter who or what or when.
I would die.
Because I would feel responsible. And I wouldn't have been able to stop it.

Too fragmented and stressed out. Need music and stuff. Don't feel like doing chores and crap. Oh well...

Just me

The Price I Pay

I don't know where to start. Everything has been slowly crumbling for months but suddenly I feel like things are crashing through.

Harry knows me too well. He knows better than anyone when I'm lying about something. I hoped that the time apart would have strengthened my mask and yes I can decieve for a while but combined with Violet, they can read me like a book.

They have power over me because they can see through me. I don't like trusting people with anything. I hate people. I am afriad of them.

And I am fading from reality. I actually don't care to hide anymore. I'm just...letting time take me wherever.

I am too tired for this.

Goodnight.....

Just me

Dream World

Perhaps I am spinning out of control again and I'm just too out of it to really care? I don't feel like I'm really here. I have no emotion. No feelings. It's like I have no soul. It's weird how I am just going with the flow of things. Things that SHOULD bother me greatly, but don't. Things that SHOULD make me happy but I don't react. Things that SHOULD make me angry...but don't. It's so weird.

Everything that SHOULD be makes me feel everything I shouldn't.

Am I going to wake up from this? 'Casue if you wanna get real honest...it's scaring the shit out of me.

It's like
I suddenly...

Just
Don't
Care
About ANYTHING
Anymore

Everyone I know seems to be looking inside themselves and finding out who they really are. I thought that I had already done this. I thought I already knew. But suddenly...I can't take anymore. I am not strong enough to face myself, much less anyone else.

I'm kind of slipping off an edge. I think I sort of kind of need help? But I don't want it at the same time.

I just don't care...

Just me

Well...

I'm on steadier ground. Today wasn't so bad. Saphire is back home for summer and I feel like my old self again. It's better with her around, even though she can be annoying (Love you Saph, don't get mad--you already know this).

I was okay...until I read some things I probably shouldn't have and wish I didn't. I guess, I asked for it. And it's not like I haven't been there before. An eye for an eye. It doesn't help though that my "friends" don't get it and publicly post on facebook that I slipped a little. Sorry, my mind is a little topsy turvey sometimes.

By the way, the choices I make may not be the right ones. But they are mine. No one Else's. Unless they exist in my head. But no one can see those voices. Therefore, it's all me. I'm not perfect.

I'm working on accepting myself. Let me make my mistakes. I promise I'll pick myself up again if I slip.

I'm slipping into one of my creative mindsets. Poetic in fact. My emotional side.

I know its confusing
And I know it's a lot
Just listen...

Just once
And try to understand
Before I let go of your hand

Don't worry about me
For any attempts
That I seek to try
Will fail
Because I internally
I do not want to die
Or trade in this life
For something harsher
For something darker
If I am not dead yet I feel
That it's because I'm not ready
To face whats on the other side
I'm here to learn the lessons of life
And it's not my life to take
Which I suppose means
That I must deal with my mistakes

And I know I'll fall
Repeatedly
But I've been here
I've done this
And I'm not ready to lose my footing
I just got up again
Don't make me fall
At least not now

I'm calmer today
But who knows if the feeling will stay
Its all up in the air
And fate is relying on you
Will you stay
Or will you go

In my past theres nothing new
I'm no longer hiding anything from you
I'll go back to who I used to be
As long as you will love me for being Just me


Sigh...I don't know what's going on anymore. But whatever happens I WILL learn to accept it with open arms. I cannot resent my past anymore. I cannot stay in this place of ruin. It's time to renovate my hippocampus. (Yes I just said that)

Everything should go back to as it should be.
But I guess it is exactly as it should be now
If that is so why does it feel so wrong
Why do I feel like I no longer belong
Once again...my time has come
I guess they want me to move on

And I will
Once I get my heart back
Once I get my mind back on track
I wake up an empty shell
Living each day in my own little hell
My demons, their fire
I fill up my heart each day with light
Taking nothing for granted but losing it each night

I don't know what I need
But I know what I want
I'm afraid of asking for a thing
I'm afraid it's too much

I'm just like any other human
I suffer inside myself
I feel love
I feel hate
I don't know which one is stronger
I feel anger
I feel sadness
I don't know which one lasts longer
I feel happiness
I feel fear
I don't know how we get by
I feel the weakness
I feel need
I don't know for what or why

But I'm here and I'm human
Somewhere inside there's a heart
And it beats everyday
And it cries every night
But it gets me by
And I'm thankful for this life
Through the pain
And through the fear
Through the sorrow
And through the tears
There's got to be happiness somewhere
And I'm going there
To find it
And leaving this shit
Perhaps that's what it is I need
A fresh new start
The question is...can I really leave?

<3 Always
Just Me