Sunday, April 30, 2006
each breathe i inhale now is shallow.
it's taking a lot of courage,
a lot of strength.
this is pure torture;
to live w the memories
and which e best i can do w it
is to repress it.
i can't slp anymore;
the anger & betrayal won't give my mind a rest.
my dreams suffocate me,
n strip me of any sanity that's left.
i'm too afraid to slp nw,
in fear of what e nxt nightmare may bring.
it's all happening again.
my soul chased away,
my life turned stagnant.
the pair of sad eyes return once again.
living the purest of pain
.shan. [6:53 PM]