"Bandaged Gothic Lolita"

It's another cutting night. i wish i could stop. The bandages itch against my skin. I'm embarrassed. I'm lonely.

I wish someone would put me out of my misery.

I just know that nothing i can do can change anything. Reality is controlled and determined by he who is in power and i have given this force that power over my truths. I can no long defend what i have no control over. I'm too tired to fight him. I'm already dead to myself.

I'm ready to go. i just wish i could.

Hold me back from myself. Save me from the beast that i am. I am not strong enough. I'm dead, but still breathing. I'm wrong. I'm not suppose to be here. This is all a mistake.

Help...
  ¶ 5/25/2004 10:03:00 PM