The rain drifts down, Like the winter snow, The trees all whisper, As the cold wind blows. The endless void, As I lie in bed, Listening closely, To the sound of the dead.
okay. well here i am. Blogging, blogging. pouring my life onto this keyboard. No, im not pissed. i might be depressed. but above all, i'm bored. i'm always bored. sighs. i thought of going out. but that's tomorrow. today's just another wasted 24 hours. Still, i'm thankful for what i've got. Life. So help me. Help me not in living. but to make these posts more interesting. Thank you for your time. See you.
Cashvin. 10/24/2004 01:48:00 PM
my comatose
its far too much for me.
scream.CashvinChristopher
20's not all that bad : finds solitude in the guitar. singing my lungs out. senseless expressive poetry. making a fool of myself. :)
