02-18-2009, 10:02 AM
I wasn't used, I was crushed...
I am as strong as they come, I'm still standing after everything they did. Thought I admit, there were times I rather I died, I took knifes to myself, but I could never find the strength to go through it.
Trying being with them from sun raise to sun set for over two years. Falling asleep to their heart beat, or if they was away, to the picture and the sound of their voice on the phone. Having them be the first you in the morning and the last you see at night. Being completely fear free, knowing no one will hurt you with them around, having your heart stop with the words "I love you." Then having it ripped from you over night,only their words haunting you. Waking in the middle of the night, crying out for them to comfort you, but they aren't there anymore. Their echoing when you remember.
Try that? That is the closest you can get to hell while still breathing.
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