january 22, 2009

and everytime she yells i feel worthless, my heart feels as if its dying slowly.
word by word, look by look and bullet by bullet.its really happenning i can see it all;
the blade, the blood, my face...and even the paralyzing effect it may have on you.
one of these days its gunna happen. me looking in the mirror noticing the beautiful mess i have become. hating others as they have hated me, and leaving the world with nothing but a smile as the sensation of relief overcomes me, knowing i have nothing else to worry about. and i wont hesitate because my choice is permanantly here...and im gonee...