Literature
Confessional
October 23, 2006 Monday
Disorder. Confusion. Disaster.
I think I've finally hit rock bottom.
This is the thought that I have sitting here in this godforsaken building. I feel like I'm losing control and I don't even know why. I feel like I'm losing him and I don't even know how. I want to scream, I want to run, I want to die. I just want to forget, I don't want to feel. I want to erase these tainted memories that lead me on. The innocence of my youth that I once took for granted. I want it back.
I can't do anything, I can't concentrate with my thoughts racing like this. The garrulous voices in the room rise and fall, overlapping in my