

epiphanyCold, alone, feel rejected. Lost friendsepiphany
and forgotten hatred. I sit still on days like theses And wish. The tears won't come,
the pain goes thumb. I walk with no where to go. I miss life, I miss feeling. feeling what I need,
and not just what I want I have baggage, and so do you.
People who hurt you, people who made you cry. the cold loneliness being alone. Rejection hurts, but acceptance comes at a price. A price I can not pay.


Hello, Goodbye"Hello,and goodbye," that's what he say to me before walking away. How very depressing, but at least that's one connection I don't have to keep track of! Happy day!Hello, Goodbye


Delusions I laid on my back on the wood-framed bed, thinking out loud. I was after all a condemned man, no one would listen to me. The guards would think it was just the ramblings of a death row convict, praying to their God for forgiveness. I didn't believe in 'their' God, as I had told the Chaplain. I stared and spoke to no one in particular. After all, Marie was already dead to me, since she no longer visited and I had no idea of her status. I only had myself, and the walls to consult. I went about my ramblings and only stopped at a phrase I kept unconsciously repeating, "Everything is true and nothingDelusions
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Can't make an omelet without killing a few people.
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Credendo Vides!
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"I won't be the victim, but the first to cast the stone" -A7X
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"Of course I'm sane, when trees start talking to me, I don't talk back." (from 'The Light Fantastic', Terry Pratchett)
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"I won't be the victim, but the first to cast the stone" -A7X
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*are you falling*
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"I won't be the victim, but the first to cast the stone" -A7X
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*are you falling*
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"I won't be the victim, but the first to cast the stone" -A7X
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