9/11/09
'its' not so perspicuous anymore.
we are disconnecting... each day, each second, each moment we grow further and further apart i am losing my mind, my thoughts, my love is fading loneliness is rapidly becoming transparent, im running away can some one catch me? im dying ... can someone help me? i am a rose with nectar dripping out of my petal can the right bee for my nectar sting me? im changing physically, mentally, continuously and it seems like no one is there with me, their either ahead of me or behind me, but not beside me... i refuse to say no one is out there for me... but as each day, each second, each moment of this time goes by im a zombie; Asha the dead walking human being.