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

Day THREE

Today is Day 3, and I am still feeling terrible, if not more, neither is it any lesser. The worst part, I had to come back to work and put on a pretense. But, I fared quite badly, co-workers asked me why I look so glum. Er...didn't really bother to explain which would only be getting myself drowned by more and more questions. This is really hard, and time is passing so slowly...almost to the extent of dragging. What a way to end my 2008!

What is it that I wanted? A way out? An answer to my dilemmas? An escaped route? My oddball gf called me CJ which stands for Coward/ Contradictory J, but aren't we all, escaping every now and then, in our daily lives? We all are, admit or not, and I am sick of it literally.

I WANT TO BREAK FREE, I WANT TO ESCAPE, I WANT MY FREEDOM BACK, I WANT TO FEEL LIBERATED!!


But I can't...