dear diary,
describe yourself. in 3 words: sick.sickly.sicken... (read: flu-stricken)
found maself a new best fren. thanx for your advice and sharing of your woes. the world is better now. she feels better now. thank you.
current read: choke-chuck palahniuk (i think im slowly becomin a fan, and I foresee reading his entire collection, just like I did for j.d.salinger) current videography: in good company.*** spongbob squarepants the movie.****



i love the recent days of living. of freedom. of Hope. of Faith. life simply. keep it minimal. the pending matters will be solved one by one. have cleared my cluttered mind. and came to a resolution: Hope has flown out of her cage. and found tranquility.

the world is a vampire. craving for blood. bleeding for mercy. seeking a lost soul. to crave for the unattainable. "she goes her own way. she thinks her days are ordinary and no one ever thinks about her. but we're all the same. and she cant hardly breathe again. think abt the day she found you or lie to yourself..." do I hate me?

time will pass as the days draw colder
sleep becomes a wonder of Hope left free
unravel the mystery of having forgotten
the wish to live simply
free from the pain of the past
the cold silence haunts
a memory of being lost yet free

i have changed since she left
cold, aloof, difficult and dark
always lost and drowning
the past is but a memory
to let go yet im stuck in the middle of nowhere
in a moment you cant get out of
lost in a temporal space of comfort i seek from others
who left, one by one,and desparity stood by me

i dont blame no one
im still findin myself
to pick up from where I've fallen
but her void lives in me
im still empty
a part of her stays with me
i feel her in my dreams
wish she was here
i need her love and sympathy

i didnt mean to run
didnt mean to walk away
the space I need, you took it as ignorance
i know you think Im holdin you down
i dont understand your heart
maybe its easier to be apart
everybody's changing
and you dont feel the same