Thursday, November 25, 2004
hate how easily he can make me upset...by simply not doin anything sometimes...think im really dumb...acty thought i might get an sms from him...but who am i kiddin? i shld stop talkin to him on MSN...sick of always being the one to initiate evrything...conversations...MSN...sms...tired of it...what totally made me so mad was how u can just be talkin to him n u know he's away...totally distracted n not wanting to talk to u...i mean...why should i set myself up for such a fall? i mean ok it's not like i can help it...but it's been close to a year...damn tired...won't be seeing him anymore until next yr...might not even see him next year...making a promise to myself now...if he doesnt come look for me, or sms me to tell me abt his a's results...(i asked him to) i am goin to GET OVER HIM..
blaque stepped into the dark at 5:58 PM!
me
I stare up at the pure white ceiling
fans whirring softly
A deathly silence in the room
Fear grips me by the throat
As I watch Death slowly glide
My wrinkled hand grips the bedsheet
As I begin a silent litany of prayer
He glides past the sleeping child
in the opposite bed
past the lady gazing listlessly towards the window
I struggle to breathe
Strange wheezing noises
The demons within me rage
Wreaking havoc
As my feeble heart sputters and chokes
My eyes close in pain
Flying open
In shocked remembrance
To see
His dark hand reach for me
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