July 30, 2012

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The self-deprication will not rest until I give in to the urges of
letting myself go. They say that is why I'm writing this diary. To
deal with the pain. As a coping mechanism. I try and try again until there is nothing left but an empty shell of loss and regret. I try to hold on but the thin strands keeping me together get thinner and thinner every day. I fear they will snap in the near future. I don't want to lose you just yet. Not after all we've been through together.

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