 info Jeff Lim ; 3rd July
The feeling that I'm aware, is more helplessness than cowardice.
I peel off my frail consciousness slowly, so my footsteps won't make a sound
Becoming ashes, scattering into tiny pieces.
I ask my subconsciousness... What more?
Tears starts to fall, without a trace..
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Wednesday, September 19, 2007
".unnamed.feeling." 0245 hour: I'm quite down. Not sure what is going on with me but I'll be fine. I promise I would be. Perhaps I'm thinking of her too much. I'm not someone who can express myself freely. I'm someone who easily feels insecure. Someone who needs assurance. I don't know what is this feeling I'm having all about. Perhaps a mixture of fear and worries. With a little bit of sour-ness. But having a great lot of hopes. Which turns out to be an unnamed feeling. |