a little bit of a resurrection
my life journal: cutmedown








fade


no the words won't come. the loneliness is fleeting now. i've pushed it out with so much new thought. that pain in the very pit of my stomach doesn't fade though. at each passing day i can take another breath of strength, of hope, but the memories will not dissipate. no the scars that you have left on me are irreversible, permanent like the pain you left with me.

written on 2003-05-29 at 6:00 p.m.

she / lost