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Saturday, March 02, 2002

INNOCENCE Innocence is something I wish I could have back. At first it was stolen from me by corruption and false trust. Then it was given away to a place where it was beaten into non-existence. Into the darkness I fell, as if under and evil spell. Nothing but lies and deceit surround me. My innocence is lost now, just a memory, like it was never there. I now wander by myself in a place where nothing can be saved. Somewhere in all the ugliness my faith has fallen away. Something must come of all these hurtful things. Deeper and deeper I go into the black heartless world. Sunlight, where has it gone? - Rachel

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