I found this the other day while going through my old journal. I'm actually kind of glad I could express these feeling on paper. Because now I can look back at it, and know that I'm a new person. I'm different now. Of course I still do have those extremely dark days, but life, it's better. Way better.
Had a fun Friday night
singing and laughing with friends
but no one knew but me
that soon it will come to an end
On my way home
I lost it
My control
my emotion
happiness
that feeling of warmth
when he starts yelling
things come into your head
things of deep dread
now, you hold it in your hands
dis pare, fear, loneliness, sadness and of course
death
those things tell you to take
your last breath
you don't have anything left.
The, end.
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