alive
i apologize.
i've been a ghost lately.
the days are full,
the nights are late,
the mind is empty,
the worries are few.
i am a year older now.
he wrote to wish me a happy birthday.
i hadn't heard from him in over five months.
this bitterness is eating everything. growing larger and larger. taking over every good memory i had with him.
i have more to say about it. but i am tired.
tonight, i am all used up and feeling like a failure.
in the morning, i will be good enough to get through the day.
9:50 p.m. - 2003-06-02
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