crushed...

My breath is void of oxygen
My heart a scribble without rythm
I don't know what I'm doing
Or what I should have done
I need someone to listen
Instead of only one

I don't want to be alone

The panic sets in
As darkness becomes her comfort zone
This tired soul is stuck here all alone
Wondering what she has done
To turn them all away
The reason for her loneliness
Only she can say

I am alone

Her walls are crushing him tonight
A stagnant shallow pool of blood and flesh and tears
Where no one wants to go
Where she swims in all her fears.
I don't want to be alone,
But I am alone.
Some things will never change.

Who knows words can be so potent as to bring someone on cloud nine down completely to her knees? *sighs* Some things will never change, and it seems some people will forever be stuck in a rut,unable to move on nor improve. Thanks ar,Jon Heng,for your crushing "information" on you-know-who. Just when I thought the chains hindering me for so long could be broken,you just simply told me what I dreaded very much to hear. Hey,not that I'm blaming you buddy,thanks for telling me now instead of later,when things could have gotten worse,it's just that the bearer of bad news usually bear the brunt of all frustrations. UGHX.