New person, new future, new past
In all of it my sadness and anguish has been exposed and he is sad. Once again my pain is but nothing but anthers. There is now is disdain for life that has been building i thought he would help but it seems it has made it worse on both halves.
In the sickness of it all I am still sad and want to cry but I can not. I never have that luxury without a nag of someone elses' depression. My birthday is coming up and all i want is a peace life can not give.
Alone and surrounded I'm drowning in my sorrows.
