Sunday, 30 September 2007
LEFT. FORSAKEN. FORGOTTEN. WHY HAVE YOU LEFT ME. WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME. WHY HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN YOUR CREATION. WHY. WHO AM I EXACTLY. A SINNER. OR PRINCESS OF THE KINGDOM. WHY AM I DOUBTING YOU. WHY IS IT SO THAT I DON'T FEEL YOUR PRESENCE AT ALL. WHY IS IT SI THAT I FEEL AS IF I'M GOING THROUGH THIS RACE ALONE. WHY DO I FEEL LIKE GIVING UP ON RUNNING TO THE FINISHING LINE. I HAVE NEVER FINISHED RUNNING A RACE ANYWAY. HELP ME GET THESE THOUGHT OUT OF MY HEAD. WHY CAN'T I THINK STRAIGHT NOW. WHY. WHY. WHY. MY HEAD IS GOING DIZZY ON ALL THESE THINKING. WHY AM I STILL THINKING THEN. I'M GOING DIZZY. MY VISION'S TURNING BLUR.