: About Me

I was in trouble every day, every night I prayed. I begged, I pleaded, I promised God I would mend my ways. I admitted to the heavens that I could go no futher on my own. I sat frozen in a crowded room feeling totally alone. I watched myself in horror being stripped, and beat, I went mad. I stopped fighting, I sopped feeling, I was suddenly not sad. Forever I was falling, there was no bottom, there was no end. I gave in, and then I began to die, i waited evey night. I woke up every morning wondering what new battle I must fight. One night in a stupor, self medicated, high. I looked at a pa...