Thursday, July 06, 2006
6:47 PM
I've bled dry and yet I bleed somemore. Tis' a cruel game fate has played on me. Resentment burns in the pit of my stomach. Pain and suffering, my friends who never fail to turn up in my darkest hour. Too long have they kept me company, such that I no longer shun but embrace them instead. They give me life and grant me purpose, soon enough they will consume me and make me stronger. Then i will be untouchable, no one, not even me, can save myself. When that day comes, there will be no happiness, no humour, no joy. I will live out each day in sorrow, despair, disgust and melancholy. I will revel and thrive in the deepest darkest recesses of human emotion. I will never smile again.
