Feb 07, 2005 11:41
we were all thinking the same thoughts, feeling the same things...
passing the time away, unable to process the distinct similarities, but knowing one thing, knowing this one thing...
I looked around the room, eyes red, picture blurred.
I saw his eyes, staring blankly at the television screen. so empty.
smoke filled the room, leaving an almost surreal picture in my mind.
bodies fill the couches, every day, every night. just as we fill eachother's lives to make the hours pass more easily.
I can't help but wonder how we got here. I can't help but ask, "why?"
why do your eyes look so sad? why do you feel so empty?
have we lost all hope?