Diary: Page Twenty
Jun. 19th, 2006 04:13 pmFalling, helpless, twist, pull, trapped.
Useless, wrong, broken.
Fine line, careful balance, just slightly tipped.
Know you, don't know, nothing to be done, mistake, mistake, mistake!
Toss out, throw out, broken, useless, wrong. No, worthless, not even that. Leave it.
Ocean waves and memory words.
I am different. They are the same; it's me.
So very bright where they should be dark. Beautiful. Frightening.
Just keep busy. Move, don't think, just don't. Again.
So sick that, too many times, too much. Just move!
Twisted words, whispered back in echos of perfect sense. Shiver of understanding.
Even the moon won't cleanse me now.
I told you, Zue'laji: it doesn't even make sense in my head.
Useless, wrong, broken.
Fine line, careful balance, just slightly tipped.
Know you, don't know, nothing to be done, mistake, mistake, mistake!
Toss out, throw out, broken, useless, wrong. No, worthless, not even that. Leave it.
Ocean waves and memory words.
I am different. They are the same; it's me.
So very bright where they should be dark. Beautiful. Frightening.
Just keep busy. Move, don't think, just don't. Again.
So sick that, too many times, too much. Just move!
Twisted words, whispered back in echos of perfect sense. Shiver of understanding.
Even the moon won't cleanse me now.
I told you, Zue'laji: it doesn't even make sense in my head.