i thot i was doing fine
i thot i was coping fine
i guess not
i'm not any stronger than i was e day u left
it still hurts so much
i lk at your pics everynite before i go to bed, they're the closest things i hav next to you
if only slp cld make this pain go away, but even it eludes me
i'd love to slp and not wake foreva, till u're back to wake me,
to wake me from this misery.
maybe it is the night, the night always gets to me, particularly as i lie awake in bed
i see my room illuminated quietly from the streetlights outside my window
i hear the soft rythmic breathing of my sister in a sweet slumber that eludes me,
and i feel more alone than eva. it feels like i'm the only aware of ath now, aware of the occasional motorist speeding by on the otherwise now empty roads, the way the shadows shift on e ceiling, aware of this growing numbing pain in my chest, this pain that consumes me. i'm afraid to cry out loud, even though i noe no one noes i am hurting inside now,but i juz dun wish for anyone to noe. and come tomorrow,hopefully no one wld even notice the episode from last nite. i wish i cld disappear sometimes, and not exist, juz for a moment, i wish i cld stop feeling.
