The silnce echos in my head...
The feeling of being burried alive although I am not yet dead...
Long cold fingers grasp at my heart...
Clawing at it slashing it apart...
Sinking deeper and deeper into this never ending hole...
Trapped forever is my soul...
My inner strength running soo low...
how much lower can i really go...
Sleeping very little during the day...
Up all night wondering why i feel this way...
I watch the shadows dance across the wall...
Begging my heart is not about to fall...
-s.l.h.-
To all those who want to judge me..You do not truly know the way I feel... I doubt you ever will understand what I am going through it is not about any of you and I am only me I have said it all along...
I would like to thank those small few who understand...
Have a great day...
twisted and transparent!
