I have
demons whispering constantly in my
mind...
Even this morning as I ironed my shirt for work I was fighting them, I know what's right for me and what's not, and it's because of this
knowledge that I find it SOOoo very hard not to do what I want to do.
I keep telling myself to wait - wait and it will be over in a while, they'll be gone, and I'll find my inner
peace again. That is ofcourse till the next time they decide to pay my head a little visit.
I hate it when they fuck with me...
I hate being
confused
I hate not being able to
share my thoughts and feelings with anyone.
I hate feeling
lonely when I'm surrounded by people.
I hate
crying every day.
I hate feeling
empty when I have been blessed with more than most people dream about.
Most of all I hate the self pitying tears welling up in my eyes...