Grief | l.s

23.

March 1, 2001

"Wisely and slow; they stumble that run fast."

New Entry:

I saved my sister

today.

He won't see her

Again.

She's happy.

But, alas..

I'm not.

I'm jealous

from her happiness.

I feel, like

I'm drowning in

Despair and

Grief.

Ugh.

I miss him,

My love.

Depression,

Is consuming me

from inside.

It's also,

Surrounding me.

This world is mad.

How do I,

Escape?

-LWT.