I feel like cryin. even let johny walker goes through my mouth directly from the bottle into my liver.
I feel sad. I feel weak. I feel alone.
Trying to find what exactly taken away frm me.
Was it friends. Was it love, family, or was it trust?
realizing how loneliness can turns you into another person
How sadness can turns you speechless. Unspoken.
How weakness intimidates.
And how memories can be so cruel on you.
I feel numb. Untouchable not by my own will.
Head full of questions and heart afraid to find the answers
My life becomes unreal. Shadow becomes my believes.
I'm fading.
Unseen.
Unwanted
Am I still alive?

Sri Lanka, 21st September 2002