In firuze4 @ 2009-07-13T16: 59:00
I need a torrent of water discharged bored of my eyes, tears out of my chest cold, freezing for no reason before was not so before gently flowed around, monthly, separating the tension in my body, it is necessary to dispose of them as you can, ejecting the drops away, and so, with the water ripped from my being, so, following the flow of this liquid life source, it will all thoughts of illusion and hope, that as beautiful bother broken glass the entrance, preventing walking, still dangerous, causing bleeding feet.
not leave, do not want to leave me, I know this sounds pitiful, but believe it is for someone whose most useful method of release is crying, crying of course done alone, without the annoying looks hypocritical people interested, besides, few people understand how good it feels it is like therapy towards life and their daily problems, and while and after feeling is indescribable, is one of the greatest pleasures that he knows, and the most difficult so far.
I know, I sound masochistic, but I'm not at all, or at least not in this case, it was if not stop the flood of emotions segur together, it would be if I repress, if all accumulate to exploit in aggression.
This drought is bad, I feel that ball in the chest, each inspired moves like ice ball or ball of gas, or any metaphor for a mind that can happen is as the bladder, accumulated waste of emotions, sensations and feelings But unlike a urologist tell me what happens if I fail to urinate, I must settle for the doctor of my reason. I need rain
eye!
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