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Seclusion within Illusions

thesilver_hollowsliver

About Me

hey debbie how you been, its me MaryJane, you know, your only daughter the one you left in pain, the one you left over the heroin and cocaine, and its been really hard for me to come see you again, and i don't even know if Im hurt or if I'm mad, oh and by the way, have you seen or heard from dad?I think he's doing good he's living with his new wife, I heard she keeps him clean and I guess she treats him right, and I know how pop-pop died really must have hurt you, cancer took the only father both of us ever knew, and its been really hard on grandma, we don't speak any longer, she disowned me too, told me I was just like my mother, and I know that being a teenage mom wasn"t that appealing, but I can still remember the sun you painted on my ceiling, now Im an artist too except I do it for the healing, to take away this heartache and this misery Im feeling.
AND IVE GROWN TIRED OF BEING ALONE LORD I KNOW STARRY EYES CLOSE AND MOMMA WHY WONT YOU EVER COME HOME STARRY EYES CLOSE
They say that you and I, we share the same traits, the same pretty eyes, they say they see you in my face, same Cybil moods, same wicked ways, same addictions, except you took it to the vein, I was always afraid of you, the track marks on your arms and you we're always passing out and taking me to bars, or you left me alone, or you left me in the car, now Im all alone and you left me with these scars! My sleep is filled with nightmares about the life you chose, we're you alone in that apartment, did you really overdose? I wonder, could I have stopped it, did you even leave a note, I didn't even know you lived a mile from my home, that afternoon I heard you died I thought it was a joke, I didn't know that you we're sick, or that you had had a stroke, I would have went to see you at least we could have spoke, why'd you have to die so young you we're just 33 years old!!
AND IVE GROWN TIRED OF BEING ALONE LORD I KNOW STARRY EYES CLOSE AND MOMMA WHY WONT YOU EVER COME HOME STARRY EYES CLOSE
Well here I am momma, standing at your grave, lay my head down on the marble just to ease the pain, I used to come here all the time and pray that you we're saved, get on my knees close my eyes and ask the lord for strength, and I understand cause I got my own set of sins, but If makes me sad to think how WEAK you really must of been, you had a choice between your only child and heroin, and It was heroin that won the battle in the end? and not a day goes by I don't think about what could have been, but in the end Im at your grave fighting tears again, I miss you bad as fuck, my throat keeps tightening up, do you even remember I have a birthday coming up? Until the day...not a day goes by that you don't walk with me, there's so many things I wanna say but I guess its just to late, momma, can you hear me?

My Interests

This is my memory of fucking all those who've fucked me.

I'd like to meet:

No one. None of you are intersting enough. Care to change my mind?

Music:

Mary Magdalan=God. Hit them up.

Movies:

The same kind you watch, probably.

Television:

=.. Who watches TV now-a-days

Books:

Books? Who needs books? (God) Made girls.

Heroes:

Eric Brandt and Mary Magdalan have both given me insane inspiration, so I consider them both to be Heroes. I don't care to go into depth.

My Blog

Lyrics to appease our minds

Three Days Grace-Over and Over   I feel it everyday it's all the sameIt brings me down but I'm the one to blameI've tried everything to get awaySo here I go againChasing you down againWhy do I do...
Posted by Seclusion within Illusions on Tue, 10 Apr 2007 12:59:00 PST

You're suffocating

A Poem for the Broken Hearted
Posted by Seclusion within Illusions on Fri, 20 Oct 2006 11:01:00 PST

Blah

So, i've got a few new quote type things: And I begged of you to cover your eyes and ears, for I didn't want you to see my heart breaking. I've never felt this kind of h-u-r-t before.   I'll ask ...
Posted by Seclusion within Illusions on Fri, 12 May 2006 01:08:00 PST

A weight lifted off of my chest.

Nobody knew...but now you do...
Posted by Seclusion within Illusions on Thu, 06 Apr 2006 12:56:00 PST

._.

Hug me? I need it.
Posted by Seclusion within Illusions on Fri, 31 Mar 2006 01:15:00 PST

So much in mind. So few words.

But, but.     "I wasn't prepared for this." ... "The more you turn away. The more I want you to stay." ... "Everything I see reminds me of Her. God, I wish I just didn't CARE...
Posted by Seclusion within Illusions on Mon, 06 Mar 2006 10:38:00 PST

...

I've failed again. Are you even somewhat suprised?  
Posted by Seclusion within Illusions on Mon, 20 Feb 2006 09:58:00 PST

A touching thing for mothers.....

When you were 8 years old, your mom handedyou anice cream. You thanked her by dripping itall overyour lap.When you were 9 years old, she paid forpianolessons. You thanked her by never evenbotheringto ...
Posted by Seclusion within Illusions on Mon, 20 Feb 2006 06:53:00 PST

I knew it.

So...she never loved me. I knew it. Or maybe i'm taking things further than they are...which I doubt...but I guess its still a possibility. I dunno. But I'm supposed to stop caring. I was never suppos...
Posted by Seclusion within Illusions on Tue, 14 Feb 2006 01:36:00 PST

I'm so bipolar

Well this will make no sense at all to most of you but I don't care so here I go. I tried to stop and everything and I tried doing new things but then the dark side became so inviting that It was near...
Posted by Seclusion within Illusions on Wed, 08 Feb 2006 10:52:00 PST