December 2009
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My head hurts, Often. It hurts so bad for so many reasons. I take all sorts of pills to try and dull the pain and the throbbing. Nothing works. I think maybe its something trying to break out, Taking to my skull with an axe of sorts of maybe a sledge hammer? Probably the axe seeing as the pain is more often sharp. Maybe this is the cause of my constant tired state? Im always tired. Those pills...
I do not sleep. I can not rest I am always working. Not working to a legitimate standard. But constantly working Working and working and working On troubles that be not even my own. But all in all I do not mind, that is what I am here for. I will help I will always help I will put in my all to always make you feel good, to a degree, to the best I can. I am a servant I am a person to fill up, I...
i have always believed i was put here to help other people,to absorb their troubles, to protect them. i am not here for myself. But for everyone else.
I'm sure if I saw you somewhere ten years down the...
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it's ironic how when you're lonely, the entire...
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It beats.
It beats heavy in my heart and the words scream like thunder, at one point I was content to admire from a far. Stealing glimpses of her eyes as true as it is, that they are the window to the soul. And if I had to describe the lure that they contain well it would be like saying they were as blue as the ocean’s core. The oceans core where I once would gaze and determine to understand, and...
Like a Thief
You invade my every waking thought like a thief in the night and when the hour comes you bring the comfort of the ocean shore, touching me with the soft breeze that always renders me to believe that life is an extraordinary refuge from all the things that rage on within and without my inner trepidations. If some one had of told me that sleep would bring to your mind a truth, a hostage confusion...
