“Because I could love and drown in your god damn smile lines, but I think I burnt up from watching you rallying to stay alive, and I guess that’s fine. It seems we all get sick, we all die, in some no name hospital with the same coloured walls, and I guess that’s fine. But I want to swallow. I want to stomach. I want to live.”
Afflicted with the diseases of angst, loss, and pain Noelle wished to wash them away from her over-thinking brain So she swallows her pills like manna from heaven It’s been her automatic solution since the age of eleven.
And each year becomes the same, just a smooth gentle ride Cured of any problems to dwell upon, there’s no reason to hide The curse of her emotions had always gotten in the way Now she can wake up each morning, no longer afraid of the day.
With the chemical miracles keeping her on an even keel, Noelle can live her life’s dream, and never have to feel :-)
i want to cut the tips of my fingers and soles of my feet so every move i make is agony i want to trail the blood across the floor so no one can ignore me ever again i want them to feel my hatred and anger as intensely as i do