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Thoughts that I've had. Not so personal anymore, the majority of this stuff doesn't have anything to do with my emotions, all though I wasn't exactly in a joyous mood or anything. Still basically all written in my not so good moods. Strange that...
There are a lot more that I have written that aren't up here, they got too personal and too repetitive. Plus I kinda like these ones more to a point.
Adolescence
"Come. Walk into my world. Walk with me through my garden. See what I see. Pain and death, and you�ll be stronger for it. Dance with me, to the music in my head. And listen to the lyrics, the sadness of the melody. Know my feelings, if you can, but don�t try to understand them. You won�t be able to. Some things about my past are sealed, the key long lost, and only I, who has been there before, can remember what it was like. Come. Walk into my world. Walk with me through my garden. But please, don�t pick my flowers, for they are all that is left of my happiness, my sanity. If you take them from me, I�ll truly be alone and my insanity, my depression will consume me. My garden will shatter and I will have nothing left. I cannot bear to lose it. I cannot bear to die, and be alone." -© Kristel. S 2003 |