2001-09-13 - 3:52 a.m.
Worry at my helm of havoc
Prophecies, science, theories.
I think foreknowledge is a curse
So now you know- what then?
Where do I run out on your timeline
What use is desperate resistance?
My sense of awareness seems almost surreal
Is it me or does the world seem a gloom today?
I'm fighting to manage a half smile
Almost impossible when saltwater wells everytime I loosen my grip.
I only hope my anxiety is unfounded
Merely confounded with the seemingly appropriate thing to do.
Oh god I feel so heavy with fear,
Crippled by panic
At a loss- I'm here and you're there.
It's funny because distance was never a problem for us,
I've never wished more to be by your side than now.
