Crushed
6:42 p.m. & 2005-08-02

I stumbled across the street and attempted to take myself home but in my despair I couldn't move another step and I fell into the cold, unfamilar grass that reached out to envelop me. And my body started crystallizing, and the icy cold sheath spread through me once again and I cried for the warmth that I had lost and for the friendship that had betrayed me. I'd choose to burn; to be swallowed in angry flames over the coldness of defeat anyday.

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