The Vulture

Its coming down, I am lost. Again. False smiles. Underworld. Dead meat. Suicide motel. Today I am a wild creature, and tomorrow I am lost again. Black swan. Forest fires. Dead wheels. Good times will never return.

Last line…

Stopped writing again, I am too full of something. This unbearable thing. I want to feel nothing. Nothing.

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15 responses to “The Vulture

  1. Lola Snow

    Helpless to help you, want to reach in through the screen and give you a hug Hannah. Please be safe mate, even if it is the last choice on your list. Nothing more I can say, is there? {{Hugs}}

    Lola x

  2. *hugs* I don’t know what to say really apart from asking if you want to go for coffee later in the week, if you’re still around? I’m home mid afternoon weds x

  3. I’m so sorry you’re feeling this way. It’s dreadful. (((hugs)))

  4. Lola- I am really trying at the moment, am home with my parents for easter so am safe for now. Its, its the once I am back to manchester that will be difficult.

    Kata- I am home now, and think that when I wrote this was just about to leave for blackpool. Thanks for the offder though. Hope your ok.

    Laura- Things are easing a little, there is something about home that means I have to force myself to be okish.

    Emma- thank you, I hope you are okish too, know that you are having a tough time at the moment.

  5. sending hugs from across the lawn *hugs*

  6. Hey, just stay safe, hang in there x

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  8. Chouette- Thanks, I assume you are still in manchester then, if so when I get back do you want to go for coffee again?

    Hannah – I am really trying to keep safe and buisy and all that. Keep going through the easter holidays and then once in manchester re-evaluate the situation.

    Alison- Thank you

  9. I’m really confused about the comments and days etc, it seems some didn’t show up before :s

    Hope you’re okay at home anyway x

  10. Kate- you caught me out. I wrote that yesterday and edited the posting date so it would look like i replied to the comments nice and promptly and not almost a week later.

  11. Haha, sorry! I’ll hide and let you get on now ;)

  12. Hey, how are you doing?

  13. sanabituranima

    “Stopped writing again, I am too full of something. This unbearable thing. I want to feel nothing. Nothing.”

    *hugs* I know what you mean.

    Try to remember that you have felt like this before, yet good times HAVE returned.

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