bleedingangel84: (reflected moon)
bleedingangel84 ([personal profile] bleedingangel84) wrote2014-08-26 12:55 am
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Just nothing

I feel like I'm snapping a twig.
I wish like fuck I could cut,
Or get wasted.
Stoned.
High.
Something--
I wish I could just forget
I exist
Even if for just a short
space of time
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[personal profile] my_thestral 2014-08-27 06:27 am (UTC)(link)
A definite plus! Imagine bottling everything up, you'd be dead within a year! We've all got our valves to release the bad emotion and you've found quite a nice alleyway to release your feelings out in the open. We can all benefit from it, when it comes in the form of a poem - rather than you suffering quietly all on your own. ;) Just my two cents. Hang on in there!

[identity profile] bleedingangel84.livejournal.com 2014-08-27 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Thank you so much for saying that. I always feel self-conscious about posting things like this, but I felt like it was better to let it out than letting it fester, I really cannot say how much I appreciate the support.