The Color Theft
I need to cut again. I need… need…
Perhaps I have seasonal affective disorder… This seems to be a new recurring trend for me in the wintertime.
It’s the same as last year. These cuts will be for my friends who are falling… who feel they are not good enough. For those who feel as if there is no escape for themselves, who let the blackness within them grow.
I think I care too much. That’s my problem… that’s it…
…I’m holding out until I leave for home.
wishfulthinking19 said,
December 14, 2008 at 7:49 pm
Don’t bleed…I know the need well. rush into the arms of Love…I’m listening…and like I told you last year at this time…I love you…thats what its about right…loving your neighbor…Jon, you remember him, the friend who didn’t want me to cut…He once told me that he thinks one of the best ways to love people is to really listen to them…I hear you…even the faint whispers…hold on…
icutdreams said,
December 14, 2008 at 11:48 pm
i know that urge all too well.