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by Shane Bowers Aug 5, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
About meyou don't know my pain, or how i feel why was it Greg and not me behind that wheel i live with thoughts and memories every day they never seem to go away up all night never getting any sleep sometimes it help to break down and weep i am a man so i don't know why i feels so good to cry trying to hide my troubles and pain makes me feel like i am going insane i have been screwed in the head since the days of old so many memories to never be told so many feelings all bottled up inside at time i wished at birth i would have died some make fun of me and call me a poet but what goes on in my head they will never know it you may think this is dark or deep i think i makes me look weak a man is to be tough and strong i wander if i will be able to hold on if it were not for my close family and friends i would have most certainly brought my life to an end craziness runs in my family you see and i was hoping it would skip over me laughter helps me hide the pain when i act stupid they say thats just Shane when it seems i am at my wits end i pick up the phone call a friend they think i just like to talk a lot in this life they are all i got they help me through rough times without even knowing it i care for them greatly but don't know how to show it see i am a man full of pride i am to keep all my problems and feelings inside every time i have opened up and let someone near my heart they have screwed me over and tore it apart and that is not gonna happen again you see even if i have to turn into a P-I-M-P woman should be treated with love and respect but they don't return it so what the heck don't go off thinking i am gonna commit suicide though i would at times be honored for the head lines to read a Graceville cop died to give my life in the line of duty would truly honor me at least my kids then would be proud of me they would not be raised up by this craziness within me so they would have a chance to have a normal family they were screwed for day one being born to my mothers son i had some of it before the badge and gun i just thought the job would be fun so much stays locked up inside my head all the battered women, child and even the dead i have seen stab wounds, gun shot wounds all over the body including the head and the smell of brain matter and fresh blood well.... enough said when you lay down and close your eyes that is when you get your surprise you can not press stop or turn off the TV cause this is what goes on inside of me