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Post by Arwen Llywelyn on Aug 7, 2010 4:49:32 GMT -5
what is this feeling?;pain. what is this on my cheeks?;tears. what is this inside?;emotion. how do i stop it?;you can't. Dear Diary, when is the pain suppose to stop? is seven years long enough to accept my mother‘s death? is it normal to still grieve her loss? i still have nightmares of that night. i keep dreaming that i could somehow save her, but it is always the same. i get dragged away by the employees of the institution who would finish raising me. i never knew my father, but i often wonder if he was still alive would he have done something that fateful night. i still wonder if he were alive, if my life would have turned out differently. i hear someone approach me now. from the sound and smell, it must be jack. i better return to work… Until Next Time, arwen llywelyn[/left] Mood; sad perhaps a bit broken Listening to; the drop of water from the water tower in the hub Eating; nothing Drinking; a cup of warm blood Thoughts; life sucks, especially mine.
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