Friday, July 1, 2016

dear older me

i hope you are there.  i am afraid.  angry.

raging mad.

my head hurts a lot.  my mind is tortured with hellish thoughts.

i'm making a plan to make him stop.  but it doesn't work.

i am enduring.  desperate to survive.  frantically trying to
make it all make sense.  i bang my head against the wall to try and make
the images go away.  it doesn't work.

someone keeps telling me about jesus.

i believe.

he knows.  knows all.

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