Friday, September 19, 2008

i dread gg home.

when i go home and see my mum in a half-drunk state feigning happiness

the sight pains me as a sharpened knife would on my skin and flesh.

many said i'm amazing at recovery

i just repress myself and try to forget

coming home just brings it all back

i am so tired

i am so very much in pain

suppressing tears has become my forte

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