She is blank.
Looking at the picture before her, it is amazing they say it is the story of her life, because everything is unreal to her. It all seems like a movie she is unfamiliar with. Funny irony?? They say this picture is her life. Her future to be precise.
'She was born, she lived and she died'. But that is not true right??
'She was born....and she died'; that seems to be more of what it feels like.
Emotional Drama he says??
How odd.
One would think that when you say something like that, you don't go stop concerning yourself with YOUR unnecessary emotional 'baggage'...'...at least not after the person being spoken to has evidently gone through depression several times...and had to self-help each time...
But then she is the fool for thinking there would be a difference this time when there was nothing remotely close to that the last time....
12 Sept 2012
Blanks
Posted by Mi at 23:24:00 0 comments
Labels: 2012, Bizarre tales, rambling, random, silent tears.
8 Sept 2012
A Simpleton's Prayer
These days, I feel lost.
As a result, I feel scared.
As a result, I feel doubt.
As a result, I can't move.
These days I don't know what's ahead.
As a result, I don't know what is expected.
As a result, I don't know what to do.
As a result, I can't move.
These days, I feel a conclusion, without knowing the play.
As a result, I can't write the next part.
As a result, I can't plan ahead.
As a result, I can't move.
I don't plan the future, He does.
I don't know the next move, He does.
I don't see the end, He does.
So I cry here for help.
Posted by Mi at 02:47:00 0 comments
Based on Old English Times....
Posted by Mi at 02:42:00 0 comments