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NitaAnn Jan 2015
nobody sees my struggle
the pain which never leaves
nobody really cares
forever and always
alone i will be

i wish you could talk
you have always been here
tonight you are shiny and new
i can rely on you
to slice into the pain
make it flow red from my body
rid me of the evil inside

why did i think i could
face this without you
you are the constant
my one and only

tonight we face this together
one slice at a time
let's dance slowly
working our way to
a blessed end
nobody really cares like they say they do! tiredof the lies! he lied to me from birth about his love! nobody is gonna understand, just end it now while you still can!
NitaAnn Jan 2015
I have been playing the game of life
Been dealt a rough hand
Have learned to smile
Fake my way through situations
Learned to pretend I knew
Putting forth just enough
Some would say
You have made it far
Keep going
You can do it

However the end is near
I cannot keep up
The game has overcome me
Pretending won't work
I need real skills
Afraid it is too late

Game Over
NitaAnn Jan 2015
Saying good-bye to another year
Wish I could say it had been
A year of healing and rebuilding
But no
Another year full of emotional scars
As I look back
I am filled with sadness
Regrets
Never thought I would make it this far
Unsure that I want to face another year
No guarantee that this new year will be better
Not sure I can handle any more
Maybe tonight I should say good-bye
To both 2014 and Nita

Bye
So long
Hope your days left are well
Don't mourn
Be happy
Live life for both of us
NitaAnn Dec 2014
Sitting here
All alone
Or at least I think I am alone
But really I am surrounded
Surrounded by the demons
Demons of memories old and new.

I am struggling
Struggling to hold them off
Holding my blade tightly
Occasionally swinging it wildly.

Please leave me alone
I cannot take anymore
The fight is leaving me fast.

Blood is running from
Not from them but from me
Wounds both old and new
Being torn open
The ground is red.

Things grow dim
Gonna just lie down
I give up
Let the darkness overtake me.
NitaAnn Dec 2014
Maybe this time will be different
Maybe this time he will be sorry
Maybe amends will be made
Maybe I will finally get closure
Maybe, just maybe.
In less than 12 hours I will be face to face with my "father"...I am nauseous and already struggling to breathe. Each time I want it to be different, I want him to be sorry for what he did to me, what he still does to me in my nightmares. I want him to be sorry for ******* me up not only physically but emotionally.  Maybe this will be the time...
NitaAnn Dec 2014
My safety advisory system been elevated to RED

Please be aware of your surroundings at all times and do NOT leave your body unattended....but! I should capitalize that...BUT it is not always a choice. And lately, awareness and attendance to my body have not been a choice. I cannot stay in this body at night. It is uninhabitable. And I tell DT there is so much I can’t talk about. So many things that happened that I’m so ashamed of ~ things I cannot believe I did. And I don’t trust myself. I don’t like the huge blackness that surrounds me that continues to threaten me every night.

I don’t want to remember. I want to forget it all. All of it. Because at night, when the anguish and pain torment me to the point I consider taking a bottle of Vicodin, and slitting my wrists in the bathtub, it scares me. So many things that remind me of back then terrorize me now, in my present moment. And I know I need help with it ~ but at the rate I’m able to communicate about this stuff, I will surely be dead before the torment stops. DT tells me to be patient, be patient…but it just keeps getting worse and one night my patience is going to run out and I will do something irreversible.  But still he says, be patient, he says he has respect and patience and he will be here when I'm ready to talk.  But I'm afraid to speak because the truth is too scary.  I offered to draw him a picture instead.  His patience feels infinite and yet I still feel as though I am drowning and he is taking too much time blowing up the life raft.  

I feel sick. And I feel worried. The pain is torturing me and the pain meds barely touch it. It’s that bad right now.  I want to cut...it’s been a struggle.

And I feel worried. And not just for me. I have two good friends whom are also struggling and I don’t know how to help them because I feel so lost too right now. I want to help them but I don’t know what to do. Just be right here, I guess. I wish I could tell them that it’s going to be okay ~ and I could say that, but I don’t know how long it will be before we make it to okay ~ and I don’t know if I have the energy make it that far.

My Security threat level has now been raised to RED. I am safe right this minute, but I don’t know how long I can stay that way…there is no way to tell.
NitaAnn Dec 2014
There are so many things that I regret
The list is longer than I can write here
Each day brings more regrets
I regret that I do not learn from past regrets.

I regret not saying I am sorry
I regret not forgiving and moving on
I regret not being fully honest
I regret not letting you in
I regret...*

Reminders of past failures
Ever in the forefront of my mind
Getting lost in the confusion
Reality that I live in
Emotional
Trying and failing
Sorry
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