looking to be clean . looking to cry until some how your tears wash away all that's wrong , you can feel your heart hanging low in your chest . its weak beating making it slowly swing side to side.your head hurts. your eyes sting. you want to sleep but you cant. we all know we desever to die. we all hate people who are happier then our selves.

21/12/99

you just want to crawl into the cracks of your sanitiy. lay there and hope the more you dont move the more you'll fade away. alack of mind, alack of spirit. life is slow and sad. i spend more time sad then happy. more time in hate then in love. i bet no one but me will read this..

i exist now. i dont feel i dont think , i exist . i react in situations. i am broken, in mind and soul.