Empty
I'm empty again. This whole damn thing is happening all over again. I don't know what to do...Everytime I think its stopped, it comes back again.
Everythings coming down again; every single damn wall. I built up all this emotion, all of this anger and happiness, and it all goes away. I'm hollow again. One single thing had to come up: my shithead of a father. Even when he's not here, I think about him and what he did to me.
Its sad, really...I hurt so much form what he did and he doesn't even love me anymore. He has his wife and his daughter and his ******** money while my mom, my sister and I scrimp and save for food.
I'm so tired of it; its just not fair...
I don't know what to do anymore...I can't even make heads or tails of my own ******** emotions. Its like everythings blurry all over again. I feel like I'm losing my friends and a lot of the time I start breathing really deeply because I feel like I'm suffocating.
I just wish I had something to hold on to.
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I wish I could take it away from you, without the numbing, so you'd still feel, but be tranquil.
You can always hold on to me, miss Mary.