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By Lulu Date: 2003 Mar 26 Comment on this Work [[2003.03.26.16.31.26487]] |
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I turn away as my eyes swell and tears spill over. I bury my face in the closest pillow I can find. I'm shut up in my room with a Slipknot song blaring.. alone. The truth is presenting it self to me...with sticks and knives against my heart. I want to talk to someone.. I'm so sick of being alone. I hate being alone.. I cant stand it any more. I want to talk to you.. but you dont want hear me. Something..please..anything.. anyone..come save me. Take me away. I just need someone to talk to. Someone to simply understand.. Is that too much to ask? You call..and ask whats wrong. I reply "nothing"..You tell me not to lie to you.. but I insist..its nothing. |