Feb 5, 2002
death whispers words of defeat in my ear
the days. drifting in and out of conciousness... i'm sorry, did you say something?... pen and paper. cryptic phrases. peculiar drawings. songs playing in my head... pray for peace, lust for war... stare at my masterpiece of doodles. creativity born from boredom... envious of those who think in complete phrases. who feel standard emotions... alone but not lonely. conversations about nothing. topics aren't important, just the people...
song: i want love - elton john
posted by sarah 3:57 PM
