To God,
Tuesday, February 17, 2009 @ 11:36 pm
Oh Lord, i feel soo soo.. Ughh!
I don't know. Don't know what's this feeling..
Its like..
You're on a beautiful beach but you want to get something in the dark cave at the corner of it.
Its dark and scary. But you go anyways knowing you'd.. Feel suddenly all trapped? Yeah. Trapped. That's it.
Trapped.
Why am i still doing this?? Oh gosh, i'm outta my mind. Its not gonna go til i sleep. Even then i don't know if i can sleep peacefully. Even til then there's always moments where it comes back. Just like a really tiny saw cutting the vein that's labeled - sanity.
Why dig chey? When it's supposed to be buried?
Why curse your mind?
When you can live in peace?
Oh God, help. I need to control my thoughts.