Monday, November 9, 2009

Hurt Like Mine

When I'm feeling alone, which is usually at night when I realize how empty my bed feels, this is how I feel. I am the box head. My eyes can see everything that's around me but emotionally, I feel like my head is in a box. I can't get out of my head  - my head becomes the box. Nothing makes sense but a recurring chain of irrational thinking. It doesn't stop because my head is in a box.

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