I'm sitting here waiting,waiting for the storm to end.
So I write.
Write my thoughts about life
My thoughts about death.
My thoughts about light
Darkness.....
I think as the warmth of my blood stings my fingertips.
The pain...helps...in a werid way....
Like a medicne......
People just don't understand my thoughts.
What I think....
How I think....
And why i think it.....
I think werid thoughts just like everyone else.....
Just plain....old.......normal......thoughts....
Thats just MY thinking......
x-iiBreyanna Community Member 
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