Haha... Me in a Masquearade party. Just wanted to post it for fun :)

I hurt. I'm pained. I feel like I'm in a nightmare. Where I wake up to an even grimmer reality. Trying to eat into my sanity.

Where is the semblance of sanity left? Where is the last shard of it?
Gone with the wind perhaps. Just perhaps.
Like everything else, it CAN be blown away by the wind. Life beats us up and smacks us behind.
I. Just. Hurt.
The world is harsh. Unforgiving. And I thought it was all done. Nope. Sigh*
Stop hurling stuff at me. Sometimes I'm not all that strong. Not all that tough.
Just because you don't see the real me does not mean you can hurl at me.
I hurt. Real bad. Someone give me a painkiller. An internal one. Just to stop this pain.
It has begun to numb up. I don't want a cold frozen heart. Warm me up. Please, warm me up.
Make me see that the last semblance of sanity was not hit and run by a bulldozer.

Oh Mr sandman, come and make me sleep. A blissful sleep.
Where nothing can touch me. Where I can spiral deeper into somewhere unknown. Far far from it all.

Oh Mr Nobody, take me into oblivion.

Oh God, please spare me. I cannot hurt anymore. I'm losing grip. My grip.
My once strong grip.