November 18th, 2008
So once again I feel like hurting myself. Once again I know that
I won’t no matter how I’m tempted. Once again I know that
These are stupid thoughts. Once again I know that I should
Leave Hell and go home, credit crisis or not.
What good are depression meds if they don’t work?
What good is my going to work when I cannot function?
What good is health insurance when I can’t afford to pay upfront?
Why did my ear choose now to get affected?
Why does my body refuse to feel itself?
Why am I still burning up with fever?
Why can’t I say to hell with commitments and leave this Hell
Why can’t I sleep?
My eternal questions!