My skin is dry. As dry as my cold feet. I'm running ill again for the 3rd time within 2 months. Mentally have i collapse. I've been inhaling to much tar and nicotine. I cant seem to breath naturally. She has discarded me from her life and i've been ignored like a stranger who just tries hard to whisper out a pleasent wish. Why? i cant scarcely come out with any assumptions as it is as dreadful to do so. I'm dry on ideas and i'm sinking in a drama. I created a scenario which i myself seems to be confused enough.
Have i hurt you enough mother of all nature? Bore me to death o wise lady demeter. Tell me the exciting stories as well as the one you had me on to.
2 comments:
I love your soul-expression. Very enticing.Intangible soul speaks within tangible expression write-medium. Gila lah. and im so so envying you. To capable look at things beyond the clichesm. You are soo shakespears la dude. ngee.big clap!
thanks but i'm a more shitspearing at my self.
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