[i] Because I do not know what I should write, where I should write .. and what I should do ...[/ i]
It's always the same when someone disappear, simply is not there .. .. if only for a brief moment even when buried ann is back ...
Then comes the state of helplessness, in which everything breaks out of you and you are use to doing anything more ...
And then comes up empty ... and no longer occupies the lets go .. every time a piece disappears more from you .. irrevocably .. and improve .. not be reversed ...
Sometimes, I do wonder how much of me is already immersed in the darkness ... how much of me is still there ...
But no matter how much it is ...
much it can not be more ... and much will not be there much longer.
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