Friday, December 09, 2005
Pulsing red
I am choking.
Choking beneath the waves of emotion crashing against the sands of my heart. My breathing is shallow and my mind is racing. Is this really it? Is this how life really is? Everyone has such high expectations of me. Everyone. Im sorry, but I have nothing to show for it. Im sorry for the heartaches Ive caused. Im sorry for completely losing it, when I should've been calm. Im sorry that my rage terrifies you. It is completely beyond my control. My temper is too quick and my blood boils too easily.
But this is me. And theres nothing I can do about it.
Choking beneath the waves of emotion crashing against the sands of my heart. My breathing is shallow and my mind is racing. Is this really it? Is this how life really is? Everyone has such high expectations of me. Everyone. Im sorry, but I have nothing to show for it. Im sorry for the heartaches Ive caused. Im sorry for completely losing it, when I should've been calm. Im sorry that my rage terrifies you. It is completely beyond my control. My temper is too quick and my blood boils too easily.
But this is me. And theres nothing I can do about it.
# posted by spacemanjoe @ 05:47 
