

Learning to standAm I ready to stand on my own, to move on, without you? Learning to stand takes time just like when you’re young. But time is exactly what I don’t have.Learning to stand
Can I move on, without hurting too much, and needing to take a step back? Will you love me, remember me, not hate me, when I’m gone? Will you even care?
Should I break the link now, or wait, and watch, as we grow apart, as it saps our energies and souls and the link stretches, and fades,
and then finally breaks Will I break too?
Will I lose myself as we move forward? Will we b


That hurtsI love you all But do you love me back? I don’t know anymore. I can’t figure out if you care.That hurts
I can’t figure out if my own blood even cares I don’t know what is happening to me I love someone But I’m furious at her too.
And so, in times of crisis I turn to those who always care Those who are kind and loving Not just when they feel like it
I’m tired of making all the effort And tired of you being angry If I do something And angry if I don’t do the same thing.
I want to screw life. I mainly want to commit suicide &nb


Changed for the better?What part of you rests on my heart? What part of my personality did you create? What part of me will disappear when you are gone?Changed for the better?
Which part of you causes my grief? Which part of my soul will be torn away? How much will you hurt When we say goodbye?
I can’t answer these questions until it happens – but I’m not ready. Pull away now, disconnect before we need to and maybe it won’t hurt as much.
Do we know anything? How much will you hurt? What would we have been like without the other? And how will we be without the other?


What do I know?I know its happening, but why should I accept it? I don’t want to lose you – I know you wouldn’t understand. Its building up and I know I won’t be able to stand the pressure For very long. I want to escape – go away, where I can be free, and happy And accepted But now I have to choose – you, or me? What would you choose? I know you would choose yourself. But I don’t know what I would choose… Do I know you better than I know myself? I don’t know anything anymore.What do I know?
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