So long ago.
New Here
Walking floor my hands constantly rubbing. In my mind I am sitting in a corner where no one can see me. Yet the darkness surrounds me like a old musty blanket choking the sun and my breath. The pain unending.the joy the feel of life is gone. Loneliness my best friend. For I cannot taint my darkness on those I hold dear. For my own sanity I must let go. So afraid I will never be free. My soul screams. My secrets must be told. I am not alone. I must accept. Family thinks I'm crazy. I'm not yet I am. I can not be this happy joyful of life. I do not know how to do that. To live in the moment. For I am forever 19. I am broken.
