| It�s a little dark down here. I don�t really know where down here is, or why I ever climbed down here in the first place. Maybe I fell down here. But its ok, I have become used to this place, down here, in the dark, with myself. There is a little light from way above, but I can�t remember how to get up there so I just stay down here. Someone walked up to where I am one day. She spoke to me. I was amazed that she understood that I don�t know why I�m down here. �Why are you down there?� She asked. �I�m not sure.� Was my reply. �Do you need help out?� �Well I can�t be bringing everybody down here with me, can I? Then no one would be able to get out.� �Maybe you shouldn�t be down there yourself.� I looked at her. No one had told me that before. I had never realized how alone I am down here. I looked up at her. I couldn�t make her out. Who was this person asking me about my darkness? Why would she even take the time to look in here? I wasn�t sure. �Maybe your right,� I replied �but maybe I don�t see the ladder out from down here.� The light above me shined brightly and I couldn�t see her anymore, I could only hear her voice. �Maybe you shouldn�t be down there yourself.� �Maybe you shouldn�t be down there yourself.� �Maybe you shouldn�t be down there yourself.� I never joke down here, in my darkness. Maybe that�s why I�m down here because I won�t let anyone come down to help me out. �Maybe you shouldn�t be down there yourself.� I think she meant that I shouldn�t be down here. It�s getting darker, and I lost the light above. Maybe I shouldn�t be down there� 12/12/00 04:24:04 AM |
| I gave all I had to her, until I had nothing left for myself. Unrequited. I received nothing in return. She couldn�t even remember my birthday. 12-30-2000 09:43 |