Older poem.
I was so hurt and angry by what he did to me. I felt like I had been played.
I guess what prompted this was everything happening at once. I feel icolated. My best friend so far away...
and my Grandma gone.
My mother's tired from work, and my Dad and I had a fight this morning.
I guess this is what came of all of it.
This is about my dog simba(1995-2004) I lost him only 5 months and 11 days ago and I still can't talk outloud about him..
I was waitin for another phone call that never came while I was writing this...had plans, but I guess they fell through. I hope it never happens again
I was feeling so very empty and lonely... that it was pulling me in... it wanted to drown me... the emptiness... the abyss...
and worst of all...
I couldn't escape.
