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Tuesday, October 4, 2011


I'm so drained.
Physically and emotionally.
All these endless quarrels are tearing me up inside.
I can feel my heart dying,
With every painfully slow beat.
And I guess someday soon
It'll flat-line..
Then I'll very well be a living zombie

I wish I could be strong enough.
Strong enough not to cry when things don't turn out the way I want them to.
Strong enough to bite my lip and not despair whenever I am given another disappointment.
Strong enough to smile and laugh in your face each time you hurt me with your words.

I admit I've lost the zest to live already.
I don't even want to work hard for anything anymore.
I don't have the passion to keep on going.
I have no idea what's come over me.
I seriously thought that every time Misery Clown pays me a visit,
I would at most weep to sleep,get over it and get back on my feet the next day.
I've done that and it does slight relief,sometimes.
But I guess there is a limit to everything,
A limit to how much heart-ache a human heart can take.
Right now,
I am very much overwhelmed..
I've lost sanity.


At this point,
I am guessing what you would say when you saw this.
Which I doubt you will for now.
You'd say I'm wallowing in self pity.
You'd say I'm brooding and being hyper sensitive over things.
I don't even wanna justify myself anymore.
I don't even expect you to understand anymore either.

I'm so tired with Life.
And the way things are.
I really do wanna get a job to share the burden with you,
But right now I'm too depressed to know what I'm doing.
I wake up every morning wanting to die/disappear.
I don't wanna be unfair to anyone.
I know you can't afford to wait anymore..
I'll do anything to have us back the way we were when we first met.
I'll do what I can to get the financial means so you'll stop being so critical towards me,
so that you'll stop thinking I'm such a parasite.
I just wanna be the best in your eyes...
How can you ever understand?
How do I make you understand?

How do I even begin.....?



The cuts are sufferable,
The pills are tolerable.
But the heart-ache is....unbearable



-Glenda




2:46 AM

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We were given: Two hands to hold.
Two legs to walk. Two eyes to see.
Two ears to listen. But why only one heart?
Because the other was given to someone else. For us to find.


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