2001-12-18 - 5:09 PM
Empty Don't Leave (Alonely)
I'm crying in the dark, and outside is so cold. Emotions run at double the pressure when even Mother Nature is keeping you down. I hug my knees; I try to dry my eyes - but tears don't follow your orders. They march down your face in lines, like steel-hearted soldiers, adhering to the command of some intangible out there, that I really can't name. And when the night is over with, somehow... ...I'll end up sleeping on the couch.
