what is this, i am consumed, with thoughts, memories, and feelings, i'm not sure if i ever had time to think about things fully, to fully think everything through and let some of what i'm holding insde myself for so long, let go, i dislike having things build up inside, but lately that's all i've been doing, letting everything pile up, over and over and over, i am worried, i am scared, at times i may act tough, but i truly feel that i can not hold on no longer, till i can hold on no more, everyday, things chip away at me, i can't control them, i hate losing control, i get freaked, i get lost, i become alone, i become weak and frail, and my heart becomes weaker as well, and my mind floods, with all the worries and all the failures that i have come by, i am a walking powder keg, ready to explode, at any given moment, i am a walking dead, breathing on borrowed time, i feel, sometimes like this, but when i am surrounded by my friends, and those who care for me, the slightest bit, it lifts part of the weight right up, but never enough, never enough, god i miss you, you've done it for me, all the time, you always set me at ease, you would be equivalent to all my friends, but what happened to that, what happened to you, i miss you alot, i no longer know what i do, i am without direction, you were my star, which i can look upon at times to guide me right, you are my conscience that has always helped me through and through, you are my gia, my spirit, which allowed me to feel, to experience things that life has had to come, you were the center of me, of it all, but what happened to that, what happened to you, from the first day that i never heard from you, i missed you, to the day you were only a memory to me, i miss you, till comes a day i can see and hold you, i'll always miss you, but what happened to you, what happened to us, i don't think i can go any further, till i can go on no more, without hearing from you, that voice of such an angel, a beautiful angel, god i miss you 8/22/01Birth sign: Capricorn
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