Thursday, September 25, 2008


My tears trace unfamiliar patterns on my cheeks.

How could I possibly be so lost.

When did I stop breathing.

Stop feeling.

That's it. I'm done.

I have no rhythm anymore.

I give up.

Man, i'm angry.

But there's nowhere I can place any blame.

I'm looking. Still looking.

In the meantime, I still have this damn mascara running down my face.............