Wednesday, June 6

I'm a trembling walking bruise
and I'm smoking cigs again
I'm starting to thaw
Getting weaker even as something else within me is slowly, painfully healing
and regaining strength

Every cruel word
Another stab in my flesh
Penetrating cruelly
without lubrication

I can't feel anymore the pain,
in the sense where I don't know where it comes from
The hurt, the ache, the loss, the tearing at my heart
it's all a miasma enveloping me

And I feel too weak to make it through this one
Just can't see the end
Where's the day I'll have started forgetting?
When will the tears ebb?

Tenderness comes from pain.

Your dopamine junkie needs more dopamine.
Your dopamine junkie is hurting
And she's too proud to admit
what's going on inside

No one wants to hear
No one should try to break me
I'm fragile enough as it is

Hide it all behind confidence (really bravado)
Hide behind a sexpot brain and an infintesimal shell
Hide behind this screen.
Hide behind fantasies.

3 from Suck.com which unfortunately, speak to me, make me laugh.
Until Laughing turns to Crying.

Ha
ha
ha

It's time to dig out the Jawbreaker again

Dear You
See Accident Prone, I Love You So Much It's Killing Us Both, Jet Black

24 Hour Revenge Therapy
See Ache, Do you Still Hate me?, Condition Oakland

Time again to resurrect Morphine
Perfect: Cure for Pain
See I'm Free Now, In Spite of Me, Cure for Pain

Mollifying myself with other people's drama.
Looking for Solace in Oblivion.