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As the world turns and the seasons change, I find myself in a different situation everytime another year starts up again.
Sometimes I begin to think that life is not worth living, that it's all a pathetic game I'll never win. All my cards are burnt up and I'm left without a shot.
Chances are that I'll die soon, but fate I think says things differently. Perhaps I will be forced to live out this mess and learn to live with it. I doubt if that happens that my courage prevails and I can end it all.
Wouldn't it be nice if I could have the one thing I always wished for? The one thing I desired more than anything. Yes, wishful thinking says that I would have it. But reality strikes me down before saying, "No."
and on a funnier note:
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