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| Unspoken despair... i must say i'm really fortunate to retain my sensibility... esp in this time of need... i walked... forward... refuse to look back, refuse to let the fond memories stay... only to realise i'm walking along the edge of a circle... i came back to the same starting point i once was... it's been a while... i'm still here... i'm alive... i see, i hear, i taste, i smell... i just can't feel, that's all... you're dead on the other hand... i thought i could see you this day... i thought i would hear from you... i thought even as a friend you'll call... but you didn't... it just proves the point you are not a person of your words... busy life is irritating... but aids the scar... no, the scar doesn't go away... it just becomes insignificant... this is not self pity... just a sudden outburst of... Unspoken despair... i still wish to see you... but are you even in existence? |