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Thursday, May 8, 20088:03 PM
hate this heart of mine
for she works with fierce defiance this is my second post in less than an hour, i really want to go boiler room but there's school tmr ): this lifestyle hinders me quite a lot sometimes. when i see with my eyes, the fear strucks me again. in fact, struck would be an inappropriate word to use here. the fear, like my heart, has a mind of its own. it seeps, it stains, it suffocates. this is when my brain kicks into action, ready to do damage control and wage bloody battles with my heart. yet, the heart being its ultmate conquest, is never the slave, is never the defeated. will it stay the same? no, i will not be the ball of your game. |
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