If only I could hate and not love....
My words contradict my actions.
My heart is ill.
I'm so far from where I should be.
I can't do much about it either.
Need somebody to drag my hands and feet, back to 'home'. That's only the physical.
Need a brainwash if it's possible. Maybe get into a coma would be good. I know what i'm asking for this time. But I don't think God allows me to just run away from the process of '.....'.....
Gahhh!!! I'm usually mentally ill after midnight when i'm alone, how spooky is that! :(
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