Monday, 20 April 2009
01:43:07 AM (GMT)
All of you guys that are in the WCP,
you know almost exactly what I'm going at.
Mental condition: Totally unstable.
Tearing, ripping, slitting, cutting myself open...
From the stsirw to my luos...
All I think about, y'know?
Stress, stress, stress...
No true sleep,
Even if eyes are shut for hours...
Just keep dreaming
Of macabre and morbid nightmares
That chill me
Voices, talking all the time...
I talk back.
Listening to tNBC: Reviseted soundtrack,
Making me a bit saner.
Just a bit.
Yay, a whole frickin' screamfest
Between us all here
In the wonderful
Serious therapy required.
Lost seven pounds,
Then gained four back in a blink.
With little pains,
All I can say,