A loner's Ravings

It rained and rained all day. The rivers swelled, the rivulets roared merrily. The patter of rain drops on the water which covered the earth was like the laughter of a demon.

I write this after a long while. The torment of meaningless existence increases day by day. I do not know what to do.

I am getting those "jitters" again. Not really palpitation, not really anything at all. Just feeling sort of lonely.

I am not really getting worried/worked-up/whatever. But somebody asked me recenty if I have Parkinson's. What do you know !! Maybe that was the problem all along. If so this blog should get interesting as the days merge into years and I into eternity.

I am not sure I want to write anything here. Dark Angel, you win. You have taken too much from me, my friend.

Death, my companion, Reclaim what belongs to you. I am ready.

I tried to be better than myself and what do you know, here I am, all messed up.