Sunday, July 18, 2010
Sometimes the need inside is huge.
Sometimes the need is a hungry beast....... a demanding beast.
Sometimes it claws at my innards - tearing them to shreds.
Sometimes it wraps its claws around my throat and I cannot breath.
Sometimes it grasps my heart and squeezes it - till it feels as though it will burst.
And when it is done ravaging my body - it leaves me weak and helpless and afraid... curled into a little tight ball ..... crying.
Sometimes I wish I could kill the beast inside.
For years and years and years I was told to never lie -- to always tell the truth ...and to give people the benefit of the doubt. AND to li...
I have been searching and searching for some sort of reason -- some sort of logic -- in all of this......... I feel like it is just ther...