Posted by Susan47 on September 23, 2006, at 11:46:54
Let me get through this day without killing myself
without wanting to
Let me find life somewhere inside myself,
something I can find to hold onto that is worth fighting for;
my children; I am such a lousy parent,
I love them but my love isn't enough to save anybody
it isn't enough
it isn't enough
it isn't enough
Hope is goneYesterday I saw a new psych,
she is going to get ahold of my old psych,
the one who finds me distasteful and horrid,
sick, Sick SICK me ...
I loved him so much and I wasn't supposed to.
I wasn't supposed to.
I shouldn't have.
I shouldn't have.
Why did I?
Why couldn't I stop myself,
I couldn't ...And now, I have no drug to help me
"Help" .. uh-huh.
Sure.
Help, my *ss. That drug LIED to me.
It made me feel things that weren't true.
It wasn't the drug's fault, though.
I was in charge the whole time.
I felt those things because I wanted to.
They were inside me, truly there.
Now they're gone.
I'm about to be told just how sick I really am.God, help me.
poster:Susan47
thread:688425
URL: http://www.dr-bob.org/babble/psycho/20060911/msgs/688425.html