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Monday, July 11, 2005 @ 11:36 PM
that day.
that picture. that scene. etched onto my mind for all eternity.
it seems the more i struggle to forget it all, the more i fail, the more i fall.
into this trap of greif. agony. regret.
it always boils down to this question : why did i have to see that?
of all the doors to choose, why that door?
of all the moments, why that moment?
reason? purpose? i must no longer delude. for to delude, i'll never conclude.
conclude this tragedy.
tragedy?
what is, is.
wateva was, was.
let me be. leave me to be. in this sea. sea of ...
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