Post by Serenity on Feb 7, 2011 19:24:51 GMT -5
Serenity sat on a large, tal rock by the lake, with a spiral note book and number 2 pencial in her hands. She had been writting for maybe an hour, and had come p with this;
She sighed, and looked ou to the water, feeling the cool breeze on her face.
Life never made any sence to me. Complacated. Hard. Depressing. My mind always felt jumbled and wrong. I felt alone. Scared. Unworthy. I was always running. Never standing still. To stand still is to understand, or care enough to stay. Scared. That's what I am. Scared to care. Scared to know. Scared to love. To be loved. Experience ages the mind. Experience tells me what I already know;
If I stay I get hurt. I hurt others. If I love, I hurt. If others love me, so do they. Running, running. Never standing still. Never loved. Never wished to be. To love is to know, is to be. I've never known anyone well. I'm afraid. Sometimes, I think they are too. To know is to understand; Something no one ever does. To be is to know what, who you are, to understand yourself, and yourself alone. For me. Impossible. My life is like a shadow. dark and gloomy. Always looming under somthing larger then it self. Eventully, it too will dissiper when no longer needed. Wanted. unwanted. That's what I am. Noblody knows me... Or wants to. To know me is to understand me. Again, impossible. I'm unreachable. unstable. Forgotten.
If I stay I get hurt. I hurt others. If I love, I hurt. If others love me, so do they. Running, running. Never standing still. Never loved. Never wished to be. To love is to know, is to be. I've never known anyone well. I'm afraid. Sometimes, I think they are too. To know is to understand; Something no one ever does. To be is to know what, who you are, to understand yourself, and yourself alone. For me. Impossible. My life is like a shadow. dark and gloomy. Always looming under somthing larger then it self. Eventully, it too will dissiper when no longer needed. Wanted. unwanted. That's what I am. Noblody knows me... Or wants to. To know me is to understand me. Again, impossible. I'm unreachable. unstable. Forgotten.
She sighed, and looked ou to the water, feeling the cool breeze on her face.
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ya well i wouldn't know what to post and i dont wanna post on EVERYONE of your posts)(i i sad post like a thousand time 
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