I Relive Horrible Moments In My Imgination

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    I'll Not Sing You A Lullaby

    I know you cant hear me, it's just therapy for myself, unwritten words on blank pages, dusty books upon the shelf. I know that you can't see me, eyes loiter beyond the veil, a memory is like a photograph, your face has now turned pale. I can no longer hold you, the warm...
    alwaysfightingmyemotions alwaysfightingmyemotions
    41-45, M
    1 Response Dec 5, 2012

    Weird, Odd Moments That Still Creep Me Out

    Maybe nothing even happened, but I would imagine something worse. I can still hear the nuns screaming at me. Heck, I still can't draw a dog very well. They should have known I wasn't an artist, or that I had attention deficit, which wasn't even diagnosed until I was an adult. No...
    rickie53 rickie53
    41-45, M
    Feb 23, 2013

    Burn In My Soul

    In my room feeling trapped;a prison without bars.Stay dreaming of escape in my get-a-way car,or a ship from outer space-maybe Venus, maybe Mars,I just want another place: this one seems too hard.Maybe another state; this one seems to large,for me to navigate. Man, my compass...
    deleted deleted
    Feb 19, 2013

    Done To Others

    Horrors imposed upon me don't live as long as the horrible things I believe I've done to others. Forgiving myself is usually harder than forgiving others. And forget about forgetting. Usually, my horribleness is overrated and overdone; speaking with the persons I've felt I've...
    auroramaru auroramaru
    46-50, F
    Jul 6, 2013
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