Crisis

It's so shiny....

It glistens and sparkles as it caresses my finger tips.

My body seems to heat up and the excitement brings goosebumps to my skin. 

Why did I ever stop, 

You were the comforting embrace, 

Catcher of shed tears and droplets....

I never thought I'd fall this low.

God have I fallen So far....

I have...

The sting soothes.
The burn calms.
Red the color of passion...

He he he...

Time to sleep away this Crisis core...

Musings of a girl admiring the blade

Trapped

Question is who do i turn to now?

Feeling kind of lost as I just walk through this life. 

Everything is in slow motion.

Everyone's in there own little worlds.

Longing to be part of it again.

I feel like i can trust no one...

I keep bottling up and I can tell you right now I'm close to exploding...

but guess what...

No one's noticed. 

I've helped with all of there problems, 

hurled them over there hurdles.

But who will help pull me over or give me that piece of motivation?

No one. 

I can barely keep my friends attentions.

I can barely act my own gender.

I can barely communicate with my child like boyfriend.

I can barely handle my mother's condition.

I can barely handle the world crumbling around me.....

So the question get's stated again...

Who will i turn to?

Who will I turn to?

WHO CAN I TURN TO? 

But then the voice in my head speaks:

Who cares?

Musings of a girl feeling trapped