Shield

Just got back from the guns and roses concert! it was fucking awesome as i can no longer hear or talk haha. me and my mate were in the stands with a bunch of old fogies so we had to yell load enough for the rest of them. great concert, but i thought the rolling stones were better.

On to the real topic. ive wanted to smash my phone at least twice today, and i was tempted to throw it into the crowd at the concert too. i find myself constantly getting more frustrated everyday. weather it be at myself, another person, or an inanimate object, i can not seem to keep myself together and composed. its like i've reached a limit, but one that i can not identify. right now at best i can be described as trying to embrace a rose bush because it seems so beautiful, in the end you will only get hurt, for all i appear to be right now its thorns. the glass has shattered, and rains a sea of shards. i no longer have a shield, for the wound was deep as it cracked the surface of the breast plate that defended my pride. in my mind i see a child who has lost everything that she had held dear to her heart, i see her in darkness. she cant find the light. yet where as she searches for the lamp to lead the way, i remain stationary, cloaked in a blanket of strangled emotions that i can not decipher. i am nothing with out the wall that once protected me. i am nothing without myself. i am nothing but shattered glass.

TTFN*mock salute*
LBL