A few years ago, I wrote a post on my blog about being paranoid at certain times at my life. I wrote about how I get so paranoid, I thought my heart would burst. Once again, the feeling has crept up to me. I won't into the specifics but when I feel something's not right, the warning start clanging with a vengeance.I guess Garbage's song "I Think I'm Paranoid" is a good song for this post.
Ever since that black incident way back then, I have always had to look over my shoulder to see if there's trouble a head. Just when I it's clear sailing, a bomb suddenly explodes and find myself on the floor both dazed and devastated. I don't even have the time to get a grip. The worst part of it all is that it affects everybody and I feel helpless about it.
As I've mentioned in yesterday's post, there's always a calm before the storm. Well, things were calm and then it exploded. I guess it means I could never let my guard down. Am I paranoid? Sadly, I guess the answer is yes.
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