Dash-|

What's wrong with me?

well, that's one and only thing I'm trying to figure out these days.

I left Economics, I left my fuckedup old college, I left the bad crowd. Now I'm where I belong.

I still am not happy. err..though I'm not sad either.

but still.

why this feeling?

Am I mad?

shit. a whole lot of shit.

I just want to sit down and read something. may be some good contemporary poet's work or so..

because I feel like an impotent Man. I can't write a thing, not a thing that makes sense.

and here I am whining.

But I'm not this girl. I'm more than this. 

I can write, I can love, I can laugh.

But not right now. Right now I'm just purely impotent and no lousy or good medicine can cure it.

so here i go...

On the island

I wait

For what I don't know,

Longing for an unknown,

Detached from the mortal world

of Men and Women...

In the pitch dark
I wait

For the love of 

The Heartless.

Where to go, no, I don't know.