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Saturday, April 18, 2009
12:28 AM

Cold Table.

Dear You,

Everyday, I never look forward to it.

I'm sorry to say that, but it's true.

It's my own fault, though.

You try your best, and he does too.

"What else could possibly go wrong?"

I'm praying to God about it.

I don't know if I should follow whatever you would like.

But I know I'm not doing that right now.


I know you care, I really do.

I sometimes wish that I could control my thoughts.

That I could stop myself from saying things, even if it was in my head.


I don't let you know.

You're not dead yet. I don't want you to be.

But what do you do, when it all comes down to this?


Maybe it's a "phase".

Isn't that always the answer?


But I think I'm spiralling.

I pray, and God does help me.

But sometimes I feel like I'm on a staircase that changes direction.

Like the ones in my dream.

Where they change direction; where you don't know which way is up, which is down; where you don't know where you're headed.

What do I want?

I constantly ask myself this.

I realised I don't know what I really want.

And if I were to say anymore, people would take it the wrong way.


I know you'll find out some day.

But will it be too late by then?