Surviving the Days ... and the Weeks and the Torment.


Words I write don't necessarily make sense to you... I don't expect them to, maybe I don't even want them to... The thoughts are written fragmented and incomplete! I do not write for any form of external validation.. What you read may not have the same meaning as what I write... But do not underestimate the personal significance of my words! An essential part of who I am is only evident in my writing... It had been locked away after it was used against me... Everything you need, in order to hurt me, is right here!

Thursday, May 26, 2005

Just This

I feel like each day I'm being kicked in the stomach

The one person I thought would never hurt me

He needs no words to crush that piece of my heart which is his

The not knowing, wondering and speculation hurts the most

Intentional or not, the pain and disappointment don't change

Posted by Ted at 9:51 am

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