Aug 2015
Somewhere in the drug induced haze
I wondered what it is like to feel the
touch of a blade again
and how many times I'd
have to scream "Help Me!"
before I realized nobody was
there to save me from
myself.
I wondered what it is like to feel the
touch of a blade again
and how many times I'd
have to scream "Help Me!"
before I realized nobody was
there to save me from
myself.
My dreams last night were horrible. I think taking sleeping medicine while having a suicidal freak out session is probably one of the worst things to do....note to self, I guess.
