t-r-u-t-h's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lay down for me. Richard has hurt me again. But I give in. I give in now. Now I give in. Staying strong didn't work. No. Staying strong gave me more problems than it was worth. I give in now. I give into you and what you want. I make the world yours and I let it be divine for you. I give into the wills against me and I lay. I lay and let myself be walked across, walked upon. I lay. I lay down in this dirty here so you don't have to. I lay down in this dirt that you would not walk upon and give into to you so that your world is divine. I lay down and let you walk on me so your world is divine and mine... my world is dirt. Laying in the dirt to be walked upon... but your world is divine. Something inside of me hates you for walking all over me. Even if you do care. Even if you say your sorry... You have picked me up. And you haven't brushed the dirt off of me. God, I wish I could talk to Paul. Juts to confide in him. He was good at letting me confide in him. I want you to come back to me... just for a day Paul. That's all I need, one day with you by my side. 7:42 p.m. - 2005-09-11 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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