i glimmer of hope crosses through the summers night
a star, gleaming its last, falling to an unspeakable place
where man is happy
and so are all the others

tumbling, falling
lost in a vault that is so vast, no one can escape
feelings once there, no gone
need directions, need help
need space
to figure out life
to figure out everything
life spiralling down
into a vat of pain
loselessness
the good feelings are gone
i am gone
i once was found, but now am lost
forever

I really wish i knew whats wrong with me. Zannah seems to see something wrong in how im acting today. I really hope its only today. I think it may be parental acceptance on both side, but i really wish i knew

ok, lets just say ive been living on peanut butter jelly sandwiches and hot dogs all week. Thats right ladies and gentlemen: i cant cook. Though the fact remains ive been with zannah alot during the time that is known as lunch, and when im around her i feel full. In every single aspect of the word. We said we wouldnt, but we seem to be seeing each other every day. And it will be hard to adjust whence school starts, but she’ll have work so it wont be as bad for her. As for me, the stress will run back in a bone-mangling second. But that is soooooooooo far away and thats waaaaaaaaaayy good