Monday, July 5, 2010
too many things i don't know know what to say or what to feel or what to do
there's a precious little part of me that's holding on. with every last bit of strength, glazed eyes. probably grasping wildly in her little way to keep me from falling apart. she's the one thing straining on the strings.
don't give up. please don't give up on me. don't let go.
I'm teetering on the edge. it's so tempting to drift and not give a damn.
but we're not going to go there.
we're not. we're not. not. not. not.
stop playing them damned tricks with my mind.
I'm fucking stronger than this. i can fucking beat this.
expletives. i know.
i need this. i need to beat this.
I'm going to live through tonight.
and then it's all gonna be fine.
Please, God
Let today and
let tomorrow be alright.