Here I sit alone
In this cell
I suppose it is my own creation
My own private hell
I put on a happy face
I’m screaming on the inside
Can anyone hear me?
My God, why can’t anyone hear me?

My heart is cracking
My being is seeping out
There are so many holes
I’m almost empty.
Please fix me… can't you just fix me?
Oh God I’m so scared
It might be too late.
My emotions are dying, withering away
Will there be anything left?

Who is this person looking back at me in the mirror?
I don’t think I know her at all
Am I a ghost?
Am I really here?
My opinions aren’t mine
I’m left to think my thoughts in my head.

You’re the only one who can save me now
Will you come with me?
I need you there with me.
I want you to be the one to hold me.
Please keep me safe.
And mean it when you tell me things will be ok.
Just dig me a shallow grave
I will crawl inside
Curl up in a ball
And sleep for a long, long time.

This is truly beautiful yet totally sad... but it's really beautiful, these words move me Liz....

Thanks sweetie!

Happy Friday to you...

I hope...

winnipesaukee. sounds fun I bet it is pretty there...

Oh so there is such a thing as "Labor day" in the US!? We call it "Fête du travail" here in Québec. This is why you are also off from work!!

Well happy labor day to you too! I've gotta say I've never said that to anyone before!! ;-)

Talk to you soon pretty one!

Phil le Québécois!! xxx

I am good, how are you???

I hope you don't mind i call you June Bug??? It just seems to fit...I will stop if you want..

love to you

i want a tee like that. i'm going to start making my own with the iron ons like i used to do back in my junior high days. man how i miss those days.

It saddens me

Let's HOPE for the BEST!!!