ndslotesse's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Wait for Me Dear Diary, I can feel the rage burning deep within me and the tired perpetuous restraint of not showing it externally. But I feel it all the same, and the swelling of the tears has not dispersed. I can feel the boils within my skin, and the itching twitch of anxiety in the back of my neck. But I feel it all the same, and the swelling of the tears has not dispersed. Someone please save me. I can feel the slow chipping away of my teeth as I grit my teeth together in an anxious way of showing I don't care, and the restraining lump in my throat to yell, scream, and cry. But I feel it all the same, and the swelling of the tears has no dispersed. The empty sigh and the blank face are my cover up. The only display that you will see. The eyes so full of pain but blocked by the uncertainty and the protection of her eyelashes. So wait for me, when you get there. When I'm stuck behind and I can't follow because I'm afraid. Look for me when I enter the gates of the place you will go as well. The holding embrace and the smile might take waway all this pain and all the callousness. So wait for me... With care, 12:42 a.m. - 2002-06-22 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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