not everything is meant to be okay.

Popping in and out
the desperate waves of acceptance
rushing in
knocking on the door to your mind
collapsing
energy defficiency
weakness to fight
there's a need to allow
feel different
nothings't eh way it's supposed to be
thoughts scrambling
discovering new sadness,
new tears
the latest trend--falling apart
Infrequent behaviours
yet frequent failures
choices left undecided
definately insignificant
running through the darkness
perhaps of your mind
tripping
branches scratching at your skin
from in the surface it splits
running to escape
sweat streaming down
your face drenched
tears of fear, and blood
torn up on the inside and out
detached harmonies from a song
that's intruding your thoughts
depriving your soul
writhing with pain
life is draining
the darkness doesn't end
leaving yout iwth nothing
all you feel is injury
emptyness is so consuming
everything changes
leaving you behind.
trapped and lonely
the wave of acceptance has come...
...and gone
it rushes over you, but leaves you dry
with not a single tear left to cry...

I have a yeast infection on my tongue. it basically tastes like dry puke...causing my whole mouth to be dry. It hurts. I don't even know what the heck it is. OH well. Thomas is falling apart. Unhealthy. The poor guy. You can add my dear friend to your prayer list. That would be nice. And maybe Brett too. I think that it would be nice if people prayed for him. I don't know him anymore though, so I couldn't say what about, so I guess just him. It was Casey's birthday yesterday. No one knew. No one said anything. I think that would suck. It would make me quite sad. 17. I never talk to him. I think I might now. I asked him today when his birthday is. All he said was "yesterday" :( I think I'll make him a card. and give it to him on monday. Maybe he would like that. I'm glad Mike is ok. Really glad.