Friday, August 7, 2009

For the Love of Caged

Now I find my self alone caught in a cage


There's no flower I can find in here


Not withering


Or pale to me





I need some Sharon-ness desperately...



I feel sick. I shouldn't have eaten that peach...

1. So I was minding my own buisness washing said peach when my mother asked "Will you be able to take it if he does get convicted and breaks down in court?" That was a new one. I never even thought of that in all my painful strolls on the shore of regret...I didn't say anything just screamed "WHY?" I didn't need to hear that...Cuz NO, no I will never be ready to see someone be doomed especially not because of me, not someone I know so well...I just cried right there in the kitchen...usually I cry alone in my room under the music...I cannot think of that. No matter what he did to me, I cannot think of him suffering. Maybe that is crazy, but that is how I am.

2. I really wish she would talk to me. Someone would talk to me. I'm scared. I don't want anyone messing with my mind anymore. I don't know what to trust, who to believe. I'm not angry or cruel. I'm hurt, scared and looking for comfort. No one seems to understand that...


Always there to remind me

It keeps me from believing

That someone might be there

Who'll free me and never ever leave me

I don't see anyone ever freeing me...

Within Temptation is the only thing I love anymore...the only thing that comforts me. My other favorite bands are great for escape though...

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