Below are the 5 most recent journal entries recorded in Constancia's LiveJournal:

Friday, February 16th, 2001
12:34 pm	Let me just find happiness if for only a moments time, Let everything that I once loved once again me mine. Let me dance through endless walls of air once upon a dream, Take me anywhere but here, I must escape this scheme. Every minute every second has been drowned in a sea of sorrow, I gave up struggling long ago as I slink into the morrow. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, February 13th, 2001
11:34 am	Life can be such the bitch. (Comment on this)
Monday, February 12th, 2001
7:20 pm	Candles glimmer along the walls as shadows dance and play, Reminding me of such an image of non-existing yesterdays. This venom that lives inside my heart, my soul shall never wake, I'll sleep forever more in dream, I'll die here on this stake. To bleed reality is like absorbing ignorance or perhaps hope through your veigns, As it streams in rivers of sorrow that snake away with the rain. Depravation is only half of sorrow... sorrow... a bird that cannot fly, Sorrow... sorrow, a man who cannot live and has but one wish to die. I am not a weeper, I mourn for no such loss, And I burry hands in empty pockets for I have paid the cost. I am not a magician who can take away the pain, Sorrow is above all else what forever remains. I laugh with a joy that covers embedded fear, And I turn my face away often mistook with cheer. I wrap my arms around myself to show comfort and all, When inside I am dieing and my soul is about to fall. I hold my stance, I swallow these tears, and look on to the morrow, If invisibility were but a sheet I'd pull it over my head in sorrow. What is a touch that cannot bring a flower to shatter a stone? What is a heart that cannot be guilt-free unless it is alone. What is a mind that cannot think without others butting in... Where are you when all of your doings are mistakes, eternal sins. Love does not hide under a rock or grow within the trees, But it's power can knock you flat on your face for it stikes on wounded knees. Hide me from such an emotion, hide me from it's power, My body, my mind, my soul is crushed beneath it's crumbled tower. (Comment on this)
Thursday, February 8th, 2001
11:01 am	I suppose there are days where we awake and feel that we can conquer the world. We are thankful for what we have, and we put aside the weeping for what we have lost in great hopes to someda regain it. Sometimes you need to shed some of your pride and step outside of your cave for the shadows dancing on the wall won't keep you that intruiged for long. (Comment on this)
Wednesday, February 7th, 2001
9:53 am	Well, Here we have it... my first entry. Is it accurate to say that in life you tend to lose more than you gain? It can be contradicted I suppose. I mean, yes, you lose... but you as well gain. How do I explain such a predicament without seeming excessively redundant? Does life really have to be such a bitch? I stare into the darkness of a world that is not my own, And I shiver with the cold, no hand to clutch, for I'm alone. Tears fall to barren earth from a dry and blistered cheek, Odd to say where I am going for I know, not what, to seek. Grinding teeth and clenching fists, the pain is brushed aside, Like debre upon the shore is washed away with gentle tide. My ship will have no course, I've lost all skills of navigation, As I throw myself to the waves of sorrow and depravation. (Comment on this)