• I am currently unsure if it is better to hold things in or to let them out. Either way it seems I hurt. I let them out, and I hurt he I love, I keep them in and my insides slowly become eaten away, keeping me from eating properly. I ate my first full meal and then got so upset I threw it all back up. It wasn't the biggest failure of the night, but it was one, for certain. I have started feeling low again, and I let it pour in, I let it question and come out, I gave it a voice. I need to stop letting myself do that. The problem being; there are a lot of things I need to stop letting myself, and a lot of things I don't stop letting myself do. I haven't been writing poems the way people die in a massacre. It tears out my very soul and wrenches my heart. It's like giving away pieces of me, I'm trying to get rid of all the bad pieces. You can have one if you like. This is starting to ache my heart away. Quote of the Day: “The keeping of bees is like the direction of sunbeams.” --Henry David Thoreau I always sort of imagined that guy as an asshole.

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