Sunday, April 26, 2009 @ 8:17 PM
say;
if you were staring at the wrong end of a gun barrel, how would that feel?

An involuntary victim of someone's carelessness or quite simply a case of being at the wrong place, at the wrong time.
How would it feel to have a round wedged in your flesh?
Would you feel immense pain or numb relief?
Would God be merciful and spare us pain in our final minutes?
Would you feel your life slipping out of you in a thick, red, viscous fluid; pooling around you as if your body can't quite contain it anymore?
What emotions would you feel before your mind gave way to a blank abyss?
regret, relief or peace?

random thoughts at random moments.



The month draws to an end with no news whatsoever. What then? What now?
Panic attacks ail me, more so as the sands of time trickle through the hourglass;
Just the thought alone sends me gasping for breathe, heart aching and pounding;
i exagerate not.
Where i am; its a dark dark place...
encouragements do not reach; nor do any 'light' for that matter.
I have but a flicker of hope;
dwindling fast against the impending darkness.
please don't let it elude me. not a second time.