The End Or Just The Beginning ?

Sunday Night. I Was Good I Was Fine I Just Showered Washed Away What I Had&I Wasn't Thinking Bout It. But Now I Can't Help But Look Above, I See Everything That Floats Above My Shoulders. Slowly Everything Is Coming Down Weighing Heavy On Me&They're Not Even ON Me. My Heads Pounding, A Knot In My Throat, My Heart Racing&My Stomach ... Oh My Stomach .. heres where i'm held at a halt i don't know what to do, what to say, how to feel .. Every Time Is A Different Feeling. The Same Cycle It Hasn't Sunk In Yet. I Can't Believe It, Its Surreal, Is This Really Happening? To Me? At This Time? Ohh Man I Can't Help But Think .. Think .. Think&After I Do That I Think Again, About The Past, The Present&What The Future Holds For Me .. For Us. There's Time Where I'm Happy I Get Excited, But Most Of All I'm Calm. Wish That Was The Case I Wish I Could Stay Calm But Then I Get Scared, I Fear, I Know I Can Do This I've Been Told, But I FEAR I Can't Do This Alone, I Really Can't or can i? I Am Aware Its Going To Be Hard Under All The Circumstances, But Its Worth It. Everything Has Changed Completely&Honestly I'm Ok W.It Well I'm Going To Be Ok W.It. My Head Stopped Pounding, My Heart Is Pacing, My Knot Is Going Away&My Stomach .. Is Good, Time To Rest. Thank You For Caring For Me From Up Above.

Thursday X

Wake Up To Big Thunder Knocks On My Door But What I'm More Mad At Is That I Wake Up W.The Thought Of You On My Mind. I Forced Myself To Sleep Last Night W.A Clear Head But W.The iPod On Blast&Songs On Shuffle I Couldn't Help But Think How Ironic, The Time I Wanna LEAST Think&Reminisce About You, Songs Seem To Come In Order&Every One Plays One Of Our Many Stories. How Is That? I Hate The Fact That No Matter What I'm Doing Or Where I'm At&How Much I Could Careless About You, I STILL Know Exactly Where You Are&What Your Doing. Its Disgusting How Much We're Known. When They Talk About Me They Refer To You&When They Talk About You They Refer To Me. Seems Like I'm About You&Your About Me. I Hate Myself For Making You Part Of My Life For Making You Something In My Life. I Wish I Never Opened My Doors To You Is This Wrong Of Me? You Make Me Find Myself Back To Where I Started I Wanna Float On A Cloud, Swim W.The Pigeons, Fly W.The Fishes. Now Pass&Let Me Be Don't Tell Me Its Wrong. I Have The Right To Be Hurt I Have The Right To Mad.