My special place is my recliner. I got it to rock my baby. Stbeh was so mad about the cost and where to put it. But I wanted it we drove up Allen to pick it up and he yelled the whole way there!! Then he wanted to take it when he left...HA!
I sit here often because it is comfortable. In it, my back doesn't hurt which is a miracle. It is also right by the A/C unit.
I can think here. I have my feet up. I can breath when I sit here. I can slow down. It is like hiding in my closet it is comforting, but more comfortable.
My life seems to get crazier by the day. I can't get a handle on most things. I don't know when I will ever get another job. I don't really want one, but I have to find one.
There is one part of my life I can't seem to align with my life. It doesn't seem to be who I am or what I believe in. It seems to be destroying so much. But at the same time, I keep thinking What if? What if it all goes right and this time ....I guess it doesn't matter. I will not change it. I will not stop it. I just wish it was easier.
I wish my life could be comfortable like my recliner.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Broken promises
you broke your promise ....you broke my heart
your anger even took away the pictures I would look at alone late at night...my only comfort those few words, those few images
the loneliness seems to pull me down. I feel like it is going over my head. Like I will drown. I cant seem to breath. My heart seems to pound like it will come out of my chest.
i gave away my heart. I got it back in pieces --broken crushed bruised
it hurts so much I feel like I will die. I feel like a weight is crushing my chest.
i believed in the promises. I had faith in the promises. I wanted them to be true.
but they were just all lies...why always the lies...they crush me stomp on me flatten me
i can't get out of bed...i cant move...i cant breath
the broken promises have crushed my soul
your anger even took away the pictures I would look at alone late at night...my only comfort those few words, those few images
the loneliness seems to pull me down. I feel like it is going over my head. Like I will drown. I cant seem to breath. My heart seems to pound like it will come out of my chest.
i gave away my heart. I got it back in pieces --broken crushed bruised
it hurts so much I feel like I will die. I feel like a weight is crushing my chest.
i believed in the promises. I had faith in the promises. I wanted them to be true.
but they were just all lies...why always the lies...they crush me stomp on me flatten me
i can't get out of bed...i cant move...i cant breath
the broken promises have crushed my soul
Monday, June 1, 2009
dark
i feel like i am walking in a fog
i feel like i am swimming in dark thick water
i feel like i am stuck in black jello
i feel like i am cold and dark
i feel like i am hiding from the sun
i am hollow
i am tired
i am scared
i am confused
i wait
i sit
i rock
i cry
i don't know how long how dark how deep
i want to breath
i feel like i am swimming in dark thick water
i feel like i am stuck in black jello
i feel like i am cold and dark
i feel like i am hiding from the sun
i am hollow
i am tired
i am scared
i am confused
i wait
i sit
i rock
i cry
i don't know how long how dark how deep
i want to breath
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