on an emotional yo-yo

saturday nite and all alone at home. *sigh... it's during times like this that one is most susceptible to fall into depression and wallow in our own sorrow.



without a place

without a friend

without a face

to say hello to



one can't help thinking up nonsense and stupid thots. flashbacks and what-ifs... it's a miracle i've not gone insane yet. my mind is so clustered that all i want to do is to just lie down and sleep a dreamless sleep without ever waking up. but the mind seemed to have gone into hyperactivity and won't grant me the escape of sleep.



in the cloak of nite

dawn seemed a million miles away