Sunday, April 01, 2007

one week, one week to make the decision i can't even bear to think about. dear God, don't blame me, if i chose to run away.

i walk to the window and peer into the endless night,
the clouds and the wind are gone now, there's only the moon,
and tall, dark trees jutting up toward the ebony sky,
a night bird calls out and my heart is filled with gloom.


tag replies:
chermel: yes i'll not be lazy and link you (: loveya!
delon:i know you will :D
prince:wrong.. youre cool because i'm cool, heeeh.
elisha:life sucks.

Labels: terror.

4:02 AM
upon life's envious stage.