fustration's welling up inside of me
something's telling me that this isn't enough anymore.
it's been too good.
i'm waiting for the other shoe to fall.birthdays are -_-".
but still.
thanks to all who celebrated with me(:
(sorry des about the cake)
i wanted to link this to some issue or the other, but i forgot.
seesh.
in that case,
later.
oh yes.
and benedict's poem,
that was,really, the essence of today.
Todaya darkened sky
hangs overhead
over life-
its dawn seemingly overthrown
yet
providence fails not
to send one or two (ACTUALLY, MANY(: )
angels
down the darkened
end
to sing a song
with lighted
candles.
not sure if the form is that way(could be cause of lack of space)
but yeah.
thanks all(:
which reminds me of the poem i did with vanessa for first intake lit.
windowstress is killing me. school work is heavy
and all
i think
of jump air-
very- day
is this one thing.
by the way, jump is the last word you read.
darn it.
the form doesn't come out.
