Walking, seemingly alone, on the beach I found a dark passanger was on board for the ride. It's shadow covering me in swath of sweet and loving darkness. It embrasses me and welcomes me home, where I feel I belongl where I long to be. Darkness. Sweet sweet darkness. Take me home.
It was at that moment that I realized I am not anywhere near normal.
Monday, November 2, 2009
I am not sure what I am but I know what I am not
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