"Thursday"

I can't feel anything anymore. The numbness is creeping over me like some cruel joke. I still see destiny right before me. There are paths that i know i should not follow. The goal is so near i can smell it. I hate myself. I hate this life. Why can't i just be stronger and be one with myself?

Another question. God, do i sicken myself. Love. Death. I Want. I Need. More. More. Don't stop this. I'm drowning inside this hallowness.

I've managed to run away. I've built something better. I'm still not satisfied. I would rather suffer in consistancy. I want to break out of here.

If only he was still here.


  ¶ 8/04/2005 08:24:00 PM