Thursday, January 18, 2007
2:53 PM
I was looking for signs.
Signs to direct me towards the right decision.
It never came.
It's like plants waiting for rain during a drought.
It's like when the past refuses to let you move on.
And when you refuse to let go of the past.
Being pulled back and forth confuses me right to my peak.
All I'm left to do is sit and wait.
And the cycle continues.
I say my prayers each night. But no one seem to hear them. I'm wishing you well tonight.
