Sunday, September 23, 2012

Hell

Hell- any place or state of torment or misery

Lately I feel like I'm living in my own personal hell. I don't feel any sort of connection with anyone. I talk to maybe 2 or 3 people a day, and that's not including people that I need to talk to (i.e. teachers, parents, etc). After I'm done with classes I come straight home and do my homework than just sit in my room and listen to music or write stuff. What really makes me feel even worse is that I haven't gotten a call or text from any of my friends. Devin, Tracy, Heather, Jeremy; no one has thought to call me or text me. I'm tired of always making the point to talk to them first so I haven't initiated a conversation with any of my friends in the past 2 weeks and none of them have tried to talk to me. Yesterday I found myself starring at one of my hobby knives. I promptly put it away. the only problem with that is I've taken to collecting replicas of weapons from video games, so there are plenty of REAL swords in my room I could hurt myself with. I'm going to meet with my therapist on Friday. Lets hope she can help me... although I doubt it. I recently wrote a song. I'll post the lyrics up after this.



This mind is its own place...
and in itself can make a...
heaven of hell...
or a hell of heaven...

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