Why can’t I control my thoughts….control my mind, and tell it what to think & what not.

Had a chat with her again on the fone today…its like scratchin wounds, preventing them from healing..and it hurts. Hurts me, and I think it hurts her too. I think, but I don’t know because I can’t say I know her. After what happened, no, I don’t know her as well as I used to think.

We both know we are running away, not from each other, but ourselves. It is always so easy to go away from someone, but its not easy to go away from yourself. That also when a part of you wants those wonderful times again….

Those mornings in college, those evenings in the temple, those nights on the phone.

I don’t know…but I just want to roll up in a corner & cry…very unmanly, yes, but still. Its like releasing a dam….just that this one is bound to fill up sooner.

Many of my friends say…Hope I was you, but do they know its not so easy being me.

Its just me, myself and the endless black sky. No light….

Going back into the dark….and soltitude…..when will my life be like a life?

I have no answers. Only questions….

bye