ActionsReport violation"Look at me I'm finally all alone"am 09/28/09 08:04 am"I'll miss you!"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DKdsTKE6Izs&feature=player_embedded Celldweller is spectacular. "With nothing useful to say and no one to listen to it. Filling the deep with the pain I slowly sink into it. Consider questionable things to try to get me through it. I've tried to push it away but I always give into it. Long for the taste of the rain that finally helps subdue it and washes this all away." I am so indecisive sometimes. I know where it stems from... life. I've been conflicted about suicide for as long as I can remember. I'm not a monster, but I often feel like one. My minor mistakes snowball into depression converts into a needing to be needed transforms into seeking validation from others that I am as terrible as I imagine myself to be. As soon as I press the brakes, I'm better. I might even have some assemblance of self worth and happiness. I shouldn't need this anymore. I told you to leave me alone, classic rejection reaction. I wanted to die, classic hopelessness in the face of adversity, even as mild as mine is. I look at myself in the mirror and wonder what happened to the person looking back. Sometimes, I don't recognize him. Sometimes I wonder how that could be the same person looking back at me as yesterday. This rollercoaster of emotions is rather pathetic. Lazy & uninspired, in the land of opportunity. What dreams I have, I gave away to others, hoping with their skill sets they can achieve what I couldn't. I have an artistic vision, but it's piss poor. It's deluded, it's contrived, it's influenced by the dredge I've associated with. The darkness isn't consuming, only permanent. You know that a lot of this is true and a lot of this isn't going to help anyone, least of all myself. "Fixated on these memories like a prisoner inside a cell." There must be a purpose for me even if it's pointless & absurd if it matters to me I'll do it. I have to, eventually.
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