Internal Dimensions

March 4, 2011
Depression; it fills me. It's in the blood that rushes through my veins
Afraid; what i feel. After being attacked by the unthinkable amount of pain.
Smoke; contaminating my lungs. Calming my nerves as it soothes the hurt.
Years; precious time, I've searched, yet I'm still at a loss of words.
Description; what the world wants. An answer to their "What's wrong's" that i don't have.
Abused; how i feel. after their words suddenly sneak up and attack.
Memories; eating me alive. The regret i undergo daily.
Life; to be cherished. Impossible to do when I'm confident it's tragically ending.

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