I was bored......this is a sample of my comic book artwork.

MOVING

So, I guess like Heather I'm moving too. A little farther from her. I just wish I would have moved to Durham when me and her were together. That would have been much better.

So, Durham again. I lived in Durham, NC, about 2-3 years back. So I guess it's back to the city. I can't seem to see the great side of it. I see that I'll be closer to work, less gas wasted, closer to the friends I grew up with. Somehow I just can't pick up on it.

I dunno. I feel lost. We're moving today and even though moving to Durham seems to be the best choice, I don't feel right about it.

Should I stay with my dad a little longer??

Or move in with my mom??

*sighs* I still have some moving to do. I really got on to check email and got sidetracked to my mindless thoughts. Thought I'd type them up here.

I miss you Heather. Maybe moving to Durham would be easier if I had a reason to leave.

LIGHT

Shine through, the eternal darkness that holds me, to break free away from guilt, depression, terror of sleeping. All to hard while turning back to it is all to easy.

To love life, the essensial key for breaking free, to love. To love period, the wonderful high that keeps you on through the day. Is there....will there....be anyone like that for me? To return to the state once known as happyness, as I stagger around in the dark, cut and bloodied from tearing myself apart to find answers.

Yes. One day. I will stand tall with my love beside me, caressing her in my arms, staring off into the sunset, perhaps the last one of my days. The most beautiful of them all. And yet still holding a more beautiful art next to me. A creation of God, that feels, that hears, that speaks.

And to love her, until I can wake no more.

-Brandon McNeill.

SO DEPRESSING

Maybe I should look to the lighter side. Maybe We weren't meant to be together right now. Perhaps we'll see each other in the future.

I hope so.

OVER

So I guess it's finally over.

Not much to say now. I can just slip back into my darkness, and return to being no one again. Return to being cold. Heartless, like my ex-friend, Kristen, called me. hmmmm.....I think...I'll just go to sleep. Maybe my life is just a bad dream, where I lose everyone I get close to.

Nothing to hold, nothing to touch, nothing to love. But the darkness that cradles me.

Bye Heather.