Friday, August 18, 2006
Sensations Experienced: Tremors
Awake too late I tremble, my body unable to absorb the remedy. A book of fiction in my hands, that I might escape reality. My eyes tracing the width of the page, back and forth, but the only words I read are the words placed in my hands. A lamp is on, not to scare away the monsters. Out of a shattered trance I fade, losing its balmy embrace. The words bring no more comfort.
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4 particles of intelligence:
Do you need to talk to somebody?
I've always been a square peg forced into a round hole too.
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I guess I got carried away. I was on a caffeine frenzy when I managed to capture exactly how it felt to struggle one last time to hold onto the lies I had built my life around.
A couple of days after realizing the truth,I cracked open the BofM one last time, and of course, its words were meaningless. It hit me hard and dizzied my mind with so many questions.
Okay.
I was a little worried by that last post, so I'm glad to hear you're okay!!! :D
It's still good to know that there are people in the EU looking out for me. I may just have to take you up on your offer sometime.
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