The darkness always has a way of knowing my name
A page in the diary ".a pLc 4 miE haed..."
Written by JoanneC84 28. May 2008 01:11 AM
It creeps up on you like a lion to its prey..But then slips by as fast as sand through your fingers...
Thoughts are strange..So static,yet so damn fast..
My head says one thing but I know I shouldn't listen..
I have come this far but just one moment of weakness is all it takes.I don't know how much longer I can fight it for.I feel like its trying to take me down,spiralling faster and faster towards the ground..
Why is this happening? I don't have any answers.I don't know where to begin to even start to find them..And do I really want to know?
I'm sick of feeling numb,like I have no control of where I'm headed..Sick of the dumb thoughts which race through my head..Sick of wishing I was somewhere other than here.Sick of wishing I was someone else other than me..
I just want it to stop..To leave me alone..
To let me be free..
Jo x