05/18/09

The sights, the sounds. They can be fading quickly. But mostly the feelings. There's a new clock on my night table.

the darkness that I felt there-was it ever as strong as it can be here?

I must remain with my happiness. Never allowing the blood to rise or sink to do mischevious things.

I sound insane again. Both places the same. I just ask God for his voice to be louder than my own.