Thursday, April 7, 2011

A few years ago I used to think crying myself to sleep every week was bad.
Now I can't remember the last night I wasn't crying.
Make it stop. I'm caught in the floodgates and I'm drowning in my own emotions.
I don't want to suffer, I don't want to be caught in this forever.
I'm dead already. My mind is empty, blank, stifling.
I'm playing Russian Roulette.
I think the last bullet in the chamber won't be too far away now.

1 comment:

  1. I am sorry that you are hurting so bad, little one. I wish I could say some magic words that would give you some relief from this pain.

    I know this for sure - things are always changing.

    ...and I know that roulette isn't the answer.

    All my heart <3