With her guitar slung over, she walked with not a thought in mind, not a place to go. Aimless. Cashless. What nurtures eventually destroys doesn't it? Sucking on a blade of grass, she unhooked the strap of her guitar and swung it over the branch. She bid farewell to nature which had served her well as a teacher, parent, friend and lover. She slipped on the noose and tightened it. To see it all before you and to know you'll never see it again...She looked towards the place of her Creator. 'See you soon, now' she thought. With a tear in her eye, a smile on her lips, she watched as the world danced into darkness before her.
Sang, Interrupted
This blog is about my boring life and it is for insomniacs coz after reading the entries, no doubt sleep will be the escape out!
2 Comments:
thank u sang, for listening and the sharing.
u made me feel i'm nt alone and assured me i'm nt nuts bonkers to have those thoughts.
thanks for the chance to let it out. tho i din really let everything out, but spilling out a little of bottled feelings made a significant difference.
thanks for always checking on me without fail.
this frenship never came too late.
=)
xoxoxoxo
sounds liek committing suicide... hey i started updating my other blog,http:// myhennadesigns.blogspot.com again... tc babe... between, when can we have the outing... maybe after next sat la... coz i will be in KL from 9th to 17th June..
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