No Storybook Ending For This Fairytale Of You...

lost inside,
there's no way out...
I'm stuck inside my skin...
Tightly packed,
express who I truely am,
can't talk about desires,
love,
loss,
pain,
no one's there...
Where has everyone gone?
have they left me here to bleed?
I don't understand....
It makes no sense,
and still,
I'm suffocating,
under this microscope....






does he look at me like that? I'll never know. Names shall go unspoken now I guess, now that this address is out, I have no way to talk freely, makes me full of regret really. I think that quite possibly I'm going to just go into another depression....NO! let me out! I feel like I'm at the bottom of a dark well, and everyone that I know is looking down upon me...upon my ravaged body, and I'm screaming up to them to help...but the well just gets deeper and deeper...and then, eveything around me is gone. there's no one left. In my reality...I would kill myself. But I have tried and failed, and some of the people in my life are just to sacred and valuble to me to leave forever. those shall go un named as well...But know...I love you all.

hey!...
I wanted you to know, that I love the way you laugh...I want to hold you high and steal your pain...away.