I'm Kanney, if you haven't figured that out already; I'm just an 18 year old girl from California who comes here to talk about life among other things. If you need to contact me for whatever reason then email me at: kanneybby@gmail.com
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
thoughts @ 5:52 AM
it creeps up on you when you think you've gotten rid of it. and it kinda tears you apart. piece by piece. and not only does it tear you apart but it breaks you down and makes you different. it makes you become a stranger in your own skin. it makes you hurt others and it makes you scream. scream for attention. for madness. for sanity. whatever you have left. whatever you have left.
it becomes the air you breathe. the thing you can't shake. the nightmare that keeps you awake. the pain that never leaves. the pain that never stops. that uncontrollable thing.
i wonder what it's like ya know. i mean .. i been around it to kinda know everything i need to ... but what's it like to have it i wonder. what kinda thing could be possessed to make you that way. how could something be so damn powerful. so damn powerful ... to where it's you. it's entirely who you are. it's everything you're composed of. hiding in every crevice. every space. every crack. the thing that makes you attack.
it becomes the air you breathe. the thing you can't shake. the nightmare that keeps you awake. the pain that never leaves. the pain that never stops. that uncontrollable thing.
i wonder what it's like ya know. i mean .. i been around it to kinda know everything i need to ... but what's it like to have it i wonder. what kinda thing could be possessed to make you that way. how could something be so damn powerful. so damn powerful ... to where it's you. it's entirely who you are. it's everything you're composed of. hiding in every crevice. every space. every crack. the thing that makes you attack.