04 May 2010

...

I’m tired of this...
I’m really tired.
I don’t want to know all this
I just don’t want to know...
I’ve been running,
Running away and hide
But sometimes I just can’t
It’s all coming back to me
It’s true
The tears unseen
The wound unhealed
It’s haunting
Haunting until I can’t stand it,
I can’t bear it.
I just simply don’t want to know!
When it’s unbearable,
It’s just weakness, numb
Unconsciousness in the consciousness.
The tears that rolled,
Are maybe for nothing, but nothing...
Numb.


14 July 2008 13.45 p.m.
NUH Ward 12 Bed 13


PS. Thanks to the nurse ^^ (What is your ambition?)


Love,
Lina.

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