Thursday, June 29, 2006
I think back to the times when dreams were what mattered, though talking youth naivete.
You said you'd never let me down, but the horse stampedes and rages in the name of desperation.
Is it all just wasted time?
Can you look at yourself when you think of what you left behind?
- 5:11 AM -
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
How is it that we humans seem so miniscule against the wonders of the universe. Insignificant against the depths of the deep blue sea and the secrets it holds. Powerless against the magnitude of space and time. Like mere nothings.
Yet a mere human still possesses the power to steal another's reason to smile.
- 1:23 AM -