11:18 p.m. - 2008-04-25
II
Often times I feel being torn apart by the turning of the wheel. I see my spine ripping in two and all of the sudden, I'm split in half, in between the line. I then wonder: to what side will I belong to, when I put myself together?

Heaven or hell, I care only about my own salvation, never mind the world. I am occupied withe picking myself up, but I just don't know where I will stand.

Broken, lost, and dead to myself.