iBlueDash

My thoughts slowly consume me.. I feel my past's mischievous hand around my calf, Ready and positioned to pull me down. My hands claw into the floor As I hang over this shadowy abyss. I don't want to go back. I scream this but with no expression on my face. Because only I see and know it's there. And I don't want them to think I'm crazy. It's shrieking voice calls for me, I try to cover my ears But if I cover them.. then I'm a goner. But my ears leak the thick liquid red pain.. My nails are flowing it as well. "What pretty nail polish you have on.." At this point, I want to give up.. It's claws began to break my flesh. Some

It's so hard :l I can't concentrate on anything. My thoughts are consuming me.. I can't even stay happy for too long without thinking.. I hope my birthday will be better. Nervous about school. :I A lot's going to change.

New art work. Is over due. :I I need so much practice. Gives me a headache. And my laziness doesn't help. What so ever..