Right now i am hurting....physically and emotionally....
scared to come out of the broom closet b'cuz i think ppl won't like me any more for being such a "baby"
my heart is hurting
i'm in that dizzy whirlpool of confusion and denial
i'm reading the uplifting things being said
and feel so ashamed because i can't grasp any of them
they slip like sand thru my fingers
and then they blow away
and i can't hold anything good or bad
numb
just letting the whirlpool take me wherever
and can't fight it
why
what's the point?
can't stop it anyway.........