May 19, 2005 23:05
Sometimes. Sometimes terrible things happen. And sometimes I know they're going to happen. But most times I don't know they're going to happen because, as far as I know, they already have.
I don't like it. I don't want it. I was born to it.
I see it in dreams and I know it but don't know it and don't want to for anything.
Sometimes it's people I don't know. Sometimes it's people I do.
I only wish I could have warned them. Or maybe I wish they would have listened.
This time, though, I'm wishing the former.
It's not my fault, I know. But that doesn't make it any better.
I'm sorry I didn't say a word.
I want to go home.