She sits in the chair, picks at her nails- oops! Now she's bleeding, suck on it, clean up the blood- twists her hands together around themselves. Her leg bounces, as if it has a mind of its own. She bites her lip, chews until it, too, bleeds. Something in or around her foot pops, probably her ankle, she never could get the darn thing to pop then it does so randomly- when it wants to, Like everything else, so...
I Hear Sirens – Lots and Lots of Sirens It’s 4 a.m. on Monday morning, June 25 th , 2012, and I am awake. Wide awake – and I don’t like it. Not being an early morning person, everyone in this house knows to leave me be until I crawl out of my haven of rest on my own. Unless I happen to be leaving really early to go on a vacation somewhere, or to a yard sale I can’t resist, which is always a welcome change, I never get up...
INTRO : Falling for the fallen angel and at his mercy was she... I love you she said And that is your blessing and your cause for remorse Cause I know who you exactly are Satan And care for you everyday, evermore All those doe eyes that you brought tears to and all those dreams undone maybe it was just a jest for you but never again will it be done. For I love you Satan and you are responsible for me And you know that too...
You wake up and you aren't happy to be in the same place...the same 50 inch room with the same beds and the same damn windows and the same fucking hard, wooden floor. And you're sick of all those voices in your head, and outside of it, telling you to shut the hell up and quit bitching.You have to allow yourself 20 minutes extra when you wake up in the morning; just for time to lay in your bed and think about how you're go...
