miC.heal's meM.oirs . . .

fRi.day - jaN.uary 30th, 1987

A bizarre peace of mind

I crawl into bed and say, "baby".

It is sad, I am sad, she is sad.

I'm home, the first night.

OH GOD, CAN I DO IT? !!

I totally want to seclude myself. Her pillow, her scent, her being.

David surrounds me.

Pain.

Deep.

Real.

Numb.

Void.

I can't do anything. I am calm, though. It is a bizarre peace of mind. I think I am fooling myself. I am headed towards a nervous breakdown. No job, no money, I just left the one person who give me happiness.

Yes, Lisa gives me happiness, too, but not the same kind. All is well between Lisa and I. I am grateful. I need her silent support. To just know that she is there is enough.

Blankness.

My mind is so burnt. The pain is so deep., It does not even hurt now.

I could not even get a hold of Kelly on the phone this evening. The line was busy all night. Maybe it was off the hook? It had to of been.

Accident or intent?

Can she talk to me?

I know that when we talk again, she and I will cry. This is all too intense. I need to "anew" myself again. Put up a front. Only I will know me, and of course, Kelly. I can't hide myself from her, it is impossible.

I need sleep.

I start a new life in the morning.

 

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