panacea of my heart

quietude. solitude. weariness. essence of the thurs school day. emotions that transcend understanding. thoughts than metamorphosed into confusion. mechanically shuffling in and out of classrooms. mumbling prayers of steel. lost in utter translation.

we've walked onto separate islands. no communications, no hope. nothing left to say; nothing left to feel. why have i been so deluded? i experience a myriad of unexplained thoughts and feelings. trapped in my very own dreamscape. no, make it nightmare-scape.

frustrations. annoyance. disappointment. you - a once 'is', now but a 'was'. i know i shouldnt care. but i cant help but do. you've turned me against you, yet u're unaware.

Hold me in Your arms,
never let me go

someone give me a beer.