March 19, 2007 Round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round in circles.
I'm tired ; but I'm just afraid to close my eyes.
The past, just haunts and stings - like a bee. Every single detail, etched in her head. Maybe they think she's too young to remember. But fuck, boy does it hurt real bad. She'll hunt you down one day. I swear.
And then she seeked for help. To the only one she'd never intend to hurt. Relied - way too much. Then that source of help just walked away from her ; just like that. Left her bleeding, way too long.
So near, yet so far.You're the only one I've trusted so much and opened myself to. I'm so not gonna fall into depression again. I'm determined. I'll fight.