she's sitting alone in the dark
looking at snippets of black and white.
black.
white.
black.
white.
flashing.
then the film snapped.
her vision's blurring
her minds racing
going back in time
flipping, flipping the pages of memories.
pain. pain she felt once again.
a hidden scar of a wound that kept her maimed
she goes around as though everything's fine.
but the others, the others were all blind.
her voice she once more lose
to her heart that was drowned in naught but booze.
recalling the days when you still hung around
when everything to her was a perfect sound
but those were of the past
so now she believes that nothing will last.
remember i mentioned that something snapped?
it was my sanity.
yes- you drove me crazy.
...
i'm sitting here worrying for you so
but all you could say was 'i'll tell you tomorrow' ):
...
i don't know why but i'm not feeling the same way anymore
whenever i think of you- i see a light, flashing, black and white.
...
forget it. i shall just go and try and drown myself in the new harry potter book.
i'm stuck in this mundane life of mine.