Coven Of My Darkest Secrets

Are you not the ONE? Vaguely in my DREAMS FRAY away not from me In your PRESENCE, my REFUGE, I seek my SOLACE My ESCAPISM from this futile, jaded BEING Of endless SORROW and fested with FALLACIES Encased in a SNOWGLOBE Imbued with LONGING Upon the RETURN Of your second COMING

Tired

Finally it's midweek, very taxing indeed. I am both physically/ mentally/ emotionally spent these days, totally depleted of any energy. Albeit the stress, i must admit, twas a rather fulfilling and rewarding week. I can be qualified as a professional WP. Paradoxically, I do enjoyed the whole process, though at the back of my mind, I wished things were a lil' more easier. Hmm...but then it won't be that memorable if everything could just be settled with a blink of an eye (too chicken feed is no challenge) for moi.