The Space In Between

You know the times, when you wake up in the morning and stare blankly into the ceiling, and wonder, "What should I do today?" That's basically my life. Real fun. Life's like a neverending cycle of contradictions. Waiting in earnest for exams to be over, only to dread the boredom of having nothing to do in the holidays. Perhaps its just me, but I bet i'm not the only one. I have to admit that there are things to do, people to meet, games to play, movies to watch, books to read. But always, something missing. Even in the company of friends, the lingering feeling is always there, like a phantom stalking me, ready to pounce at me the moment the fun and laughter stops. That's the emptiness I feel, which seems to paint my surroundings grey and dull, bleak and inanimate. Emptiness, the place in between, a place where no one else can enter, that time just seems to stand still......

Wednesday, January 19, 2005

My thoughts, in poem form...

Keys to My Heart -- by -Emptiness-

My heart I locked,
Or so I thought.
But without a knock,
She entered my fort.

A stealthy thief,
Concealed by night,
She slipped inside,
And stole my light.

The treasure I hid,
That I've yet to impart,
The chart thru the unknown,
The keys to my heart.

posted by - Emptiness - | 11:48 pm

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