tinkerbitchx's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- hmmness in a bottle Bridges are built across paths doomed from the first step. Envelopes containing news of utter chaos that we don't notice because we're stuck in this elevator. It keeps going down, down, down. We're sure to hit bottom soon. We're fumbling around, trying to stay calm. We were always afraid of enclosed areas. I have no idea why we chose this ride. Hanging above our head is the agony we've gone through and some still sitting in the pantry. We show each other a sense of passion, but you know it will never be enough. I hear the echo of your footsteps as you slyly try to leave. I pretend not to notice, not showing that in the pit of my stomach a rabid dog is tearing me inside out. By the time you're gone I'll no doubt be ashes. I could say no to this, I could refuse. But if my demise means your happiness, then I will trip and fall. I know you will smile. 5:52 PM - October 28, 2002 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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