I am a wandering spirit tangled in the shit of this transient thing called human existence.
I'm the product of the things that have happened to me and the decisions I refused to make. I am nothing different than other people, I am pretty normal-- well, I thought I was unique back then but people started claiming they were unique too, so, hello reality.
Pausiu
Jio
Denielle James
Crisa
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
November 2008
May 2009
June 2009
July 2009
August 2009
September 2009
October 2009
Supressed tears and unexpressed emotion.
Things you wish you could say and express,
Nothing but empty words formed within your mind.
It seems hopeless to voice feelings out loud.
Opinions rejected, kicked into a trash can.
Love non-existant in this silent domain.
Supressed tears and unexpressed emotion.
Everything remains locked up inside this heart,
Enclosed in the darkness where its existance is bleak.