Wednesday, June 3, 2009

I wish I could go back, back to my mothers womb, where inside it was warm, with comforting sounds of my father rang in my ear. Where I was fed, and had no need to cry.
It's like, heaven but not, a dreamless sleep.
God, how I'd do anything to just not be here, sweep me away dammit.

You don't know what I wrote down before this sentence, simply because I erased it.

Because, I'm just not happy.

Where are you?
Where am I?
I did not happen to feel your breeze tonight.
Where'd you go?

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