Umhm
I'm broken. Save me from my self. Make it go away with your super-man, clark kent, mystery that you held. I just need you plan and simple. No strings attached. Just please come back.
There are so many things that haunt my thoughts and I can't shake them. I can't stop thinking about them. All the time, where ever I look, I'm reminded that you aren't there.
Why is there no regret in your movement? In the way that you are? I haven't cried in a while and I felt something wet just slide down my cheek.
I need you, fuckin' a, please, what? What? WHATT?!? What do you need? I'll go through hell, walk on bare glass, be whipped by a belt, stoned with rocks, what the fuck do you want?
Do you see me? Do you see this? I need you back. Why can't you see that? Why can't you feel this? When did you stop being me? When did you and me become seperate people? When did this happen? When did you not want me? How could you not want me? How could this happen?
And I'm just rambling and none of this is making sense.
I'm just trying not to cry. I'm just trying to make it better with typing and the digital font isn't working because I think I'm just upsetting myself more.
I need you please... Oh God, please.
You were all that I had. Everything that I needed. Do you see how much I'm feeling right now? Do you see? Can you see? Are you blind? Can you feel what I feel? Nothing. Nothing! Nothing fucking at all!
WHY DID YOU LEAVE? Why don't you call? Why don't you write? Why don't you ...try? Why don't you love me? Dear God, help through this. Please help me through this. I need your help because I'm really scared and I have this lump in my throat and I just can't breathe. And I need to breathe...or I might just die. Fully. Truly. Not truly. All the way. I'm scared. Please God, please help me.
Almighty father
I pray to thee,
hold me with both arms
and comfort me.
Amen.