Thursday, August 07, 2008

the blackness in me

i guess i've figured out just why do people like to walk in the rain when they're down and out. not because that the weather suits them, or that the heavens are crying for them. but because the coldness of each drop numbs an aching heart and that one can cry to their heart's content and not be judged be the public's eye

the devil in me has started to call forth. its urging me to do just the things that i have vowed never to do again. foolish, yes, but it comes with great satisfaction, and yet hurt the very being it dwells within.