unable
previously published on livejournal, july 2008
what a sad world we are living in now.
my heart can only take so much grief, so much destruction.
i want to know how it feels like to be happy like you, but from the look in your eyes i know you will not let me in.
yes.
did you see the fake smile on my face?
"the owl flies, in the moonlight, over a field where the wounded cry out.
like the owl, i fly in the night over my own misfortune"
-- georges bataille