WoodNymph's blog: "when left alone to dwell"

Gotten from a greyhound station , installed in a dank musty hole. It doesn't matter what clothes i would wear whether i was fat or ugly. Nothing mattered. I am a basement troll, shoved down in the darkest forgotten place of your heart....of your mind.You don't hear me, my voice didn't register. I wanted to escape. Why did you even keep me. I'm just another piece of crap shoved away.

Tangling with morose thoughts. Penning words that make perfect sense to me, yet your lost in confusion. I feel these words deep, the marrow of my bones. These words like mass contusions. God the ache.

How do I act normal, my world being ripped apart. depressed and hiding within myself. I won't show you how I feel, the hurt the anger the fear. You'd turn away in disgust, maybe you can't understand...Heh you just don't really care enough. My tears not worth your time. I become the shadow you forget to miss. Wraith unseen. Invisible kid... Have you forgotten to miss me? I wouldn't know I'm already gone.