Friday, March 05, 2004

Here... Somewhere... Alone...

This place is Empty, I am all alone with my personal demons. I don't like what they are saying. They keep circling, echoing, thinking...

I don't want to be here.

I don't want to be alone.

I don't like not having you here. I don't want to, but I need you. I feel like I am falling apart at the seams, because it was you that I had centered myself around. Your happiness was mine, your sorrow likewise. I wouldn't have it another way. Without you I am quickly losing myself...

My mind is clear, but it betrays my heart.