Abrupt posts are the way to go.
Monday, September 11, 2006 @3:40 PM
today, my tributes go to all those who have suffered and had lost someone during 9/11.
those who had pass on may they rest in peace.
everytime i look back, trying to see, to search, whats there for me, or what was there for me. i wonder sometimes why do i keep on looking back, expecting someone to be there. a sense of insecureness perhaps?
sometimes i just feel uneasiness creeping up on me. as though someone is watching, waiting, wondering, why? where am i?
answering questions, all questions. i wish i could. for you and for me. but i can't.
a genius perhaps could? i doubt it.
bewilderment
questioning a sense of air
hoping sometimes we could answer
wondering what were times like
when i wasn't there
a mysterious sense lingering
hoping that someone would be answering
hopes fill my soul
everytime i reply
wondering if i had just taken a step
furthur
into the darkness
or in the light
changing time
changing place
hoping
that all answers could be
answered
'doubts'
why do i sometimes feel the need to impress someone?
is it...
the fear of being recjected?
the fear that one day the truth would be told?
or
that one day everything would just dissapear...
replies:
Bomby: okay, i kind of get you
DarkSR: soon, soon. but i think i have to find it first =x
