I had been thinking of how to write on this entry. hmm.. here it goes..

She did a silly thing yesterday. She seeked refugee. She needed drugs. No, not drugs but something to cripple the pain. Her mind went into a state of confusion. Was it right? If its not, was there a need for her to feel ashamed of herself? no not a need but something that she deserved. Serve her right. She didnt know what was going on. Her limbs just didnt listen to her. Neither was her heart nor her brain. Both went haywire. So what was actually controlling her? she didnt know. She just went all the way out. She felt that she needed love. Stupid idea. And then, she woke up. Sat there dazed. What was it for? She didnt care. She didnt want to. So she dug a hole and hid all the questions. She wanted to hide herself too.
She fell asleep..into a dream. She dreamed a dream of happiness. of tears of joy. of..him. She woke up and opened her eyes wide. Then she realised that it was all a dream, an illusion. Just an illusion.
You've got the poison, I've got the remedy.
@2/01/2004 03:47:00 am