My life is like a rollercoaster, terrifying and thrilling, right now I am going down, racing head long into darkness that is envelping me. The pressures are weighing me down, crushing me. I must let them out, I must get away. I plung my finger down my throat, I vomit into the tiolet. The pressures are out; or are they really? Tomorrow will be the same despairing ride. I can't seem to stop it, I can not control it, so I ride it. Every turn, every fall breakds my heart. Then the ride srops. I am left aone confused, helpless and hurting.
December 8, 2008