Reading baffled's journal

Only an hour now before the Doctor sees me. I’m listening to Faithless- I Want More. I’ve exhausted songs with the slightest religious references. The last 7 days have been the darkest of my life. A knife has slowly been pulled through my body, leaving my soul in tatters. My heart weeps for hours. My mind merely repeats the ugly thoughts. I tremble and my knees feel weak from the emotional strain. Every breath I take I sink another yard. I’ve been smothered by despair, a wave of numbness flows through me. I’ve cried all my tears. Nothing remains.

This post was edited by baffled on Nov 24, 2005.