Blank

unable to think...
been staring at a blank facade
lost in syntaxes for hours,
still to find any meaning

and i - aimlessly
looking at the crosshairs
throath - straining,
feeling guilty yet can't do anything

fighting steadily
closing eyes
and uncontrollably,
dragging the mouse

lazily typing my life away...

Striking Out

The first
... was a shock
The second
... was a loss
but on a third time?
... it seems unbearable!

Seeing some things you have learned to love and appreciate and then losing it in the end is hard to face. Fate seems to be playing with you and you can't seem to do anything about it, but to go along and swim with the current. Living life, I guess is just like that.

But, there's more to this life, I know. More than just tryin' to make it through the day. In the morning light when it looks just the same, maybe God would want to tell me that life just goes on... and that no matter how much I worry, it would just be pointless..