where is solace to be found?
"like an irritating buzzing sound about my ears, so haunts my worries;i fret and sigh, yet nobody can aid me;they all ask why, but all i can do is to shrug and say "nothing much".
shall i accredit it all to pre-destiny;maybe more so to fate;alas, or perhaps, choice?
winds change, and seasons pass;i've been in this many a time, and all's well doesn't end well;it will come once again, i foresee it so.
ignorance is bliss, they say;but how long can i stay this way, in a fight of my emotions;should i follow my brain or my heart?
how anyone can be so foolish to persist, i wonder;a male for a female in question, and that female for another male in question;it sheds new light on the phrase "as blind as a bat".
five paragraphs later, i have resolved;running away may seem the best solution, yet it is anything but;i stopped to think "is this about myself or the rest of the world?"
i go round and seek for an answer, yet none has come;only in you can i find physical comfort, but i doubt you know it's you;my God for whom i run to, i thus beg you take me to a faraway land.
the last thing that i would want, is to see the past repeat itself;i'll just be my normal self, and do the things that hardly affect others;for the brain has taken over the pawn, thus i resign."
-not i type, i copy-

3:53 AM.