Flashback...

Well, I was surfing my old diary (it's an online one) and came accross this. It's dated September seventh, 2003... so probably a week after I moved into bible college for freshman year. I think I cried that night.

The Art of Isolation

Leaves like raindrops fall
Body at centre, forest all around
No sound but tranquility
No tranquil thought to be found.

Friendships like leaves fall
Mind at heart, life all around
No voice but annonymity
Nothing annonymous but polite remarks found

Dependance: not allowed.
Everyone searching
Needing, Depending;
Understanding their impossibility.

Tears of fallen friendships fall
Lacking disposition. Chaos.
No sound. No traquility.
Deafening: the need of a shoulder.