My life is a wreck. I think to myself as I lay in my bed staring up at my ceiling. I look around my messed up room with half packed boxes and clothes cascading all over the floor. I tell myself I have to get up and clean this mess before I get yelled at again, but I don't move.

I look back on all my mistakes and curse at myself for them...sure they are in the past and you can't change them but I still curse. Perhaps to remind myself never to do it again. Or just to make myself feel down.

I feel so drained from my energy..so Completely Consumed.

~Crystal~