A loss for words...

Mirror, Mirror ©2011

I'm just painting that's still wet,
If you touch me I'll be smeared
You'll be stained
Stained for the rest of your life....

 ~ Marilyn Manson

There are times when i hurt and the words just won't come.  Right now i hurt, physically, mentally and emotionally. I feel toxic, unfit for human consumption.  Someone inside won't let me speak, "It's not safe, you'll lose everything and everyone."

If I can't talk, i can't heal and if i can't ever heal why should i live? I don't want to kill myself, even if i did I made promises to others. But i can't help question, why do I keep on going.

and if i see another bowl of jello I might explode.

~Didi