Sunday, August 30, 2009

I love being so depressed

that my body is literally shutting down on me. Every step I take, I experience the sharpest pain in every muscle in my legs. I feel like hurling tonight's pasta all over the computer. I have never felt this way, in my whole life. Everything I think about, manages to resort back to you. Every dream I have, it is about us.
Sure, people say "You're young, you will get over it." But I honestly don't think I will.
I am shaking frantically, and I'm not cold. My hands are covered in my tears. My eyes feel like they've been poked at with a pin. My heart is resting there, in two.

What do I do?

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