why i'm i back here again for what reason my darkness still follows nothing has happen but yet my mind is still the same i got everything i ever wanted.
but why am i still feel the pain why do i wanna set in my old coner again and cry like a child i have no scars you could see but yet i still feel like the pain is there like my wound has been open again and theres acid being pourn in it.
why is the past still attach to me i wanna shake it free but its stuck to me.
i hate feeling this way i hate thinking i hate my past i hate everything i ever done.
like falling for him like listening to something that wasn't even true like beileveing them and not myself.
i have no real reason for being this way but here i am with the same old thoughts.
i wanna be close but your scard of me.
i wanna take back everything i done but i can't.
i know those thoughts must still be and i know you still remember those things i said i know you could still hear things people say but i'm sorry.
i made some mistakes but i can't undo them i'm Learning from them.
i broke down my wall but i still feel like its around.
i was blind i was neive i was young and i done wrong but i don't what to say anymore.
i have my chances to tell you but i can't seem to tell you everything on my mind everything i ever planed to tell you seems to have disappeard.
well i guess thats it for now me and my wirelpool of darkness that is my mind
COMMENTS
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IscariotSun
01:40 Nov 15 2009
Nothing is truly thy fault the wrongs and mistakes
that you blame on your self. they may be real but never can truly be your fault as the old saying goes for vampires you cant make one hair white or black.
meaning life and death good and evil is not something that you can chose to be or not be it is what it is and its somewhat of a mistery God did not ask to be god humans did not ask to be humans no one realy ever asked to be born so to speak. but you are a very dear soul and should have only joys and delights in your heart how can avything you do or dont do realy be your fault I am sure you are much wiser than me but I to feel the pain of others and blame my self for so much when I read your journal I am afraid and sad very sad knowing my poor heart could hardly give any joy or peace to a beautiful rose as you even though its not my place and I could never be worthy of an honor such as to ease and take away anyone sorrows for I am a beast forgive me if my comment is out of place I hope you feel better soon