Sunday, March 28, 2010
Integers and Complexities
Why has she come back into my life. I thought I was going to be free of this.. I don't want to feel anything. Poison in my brain and soul. Feeding the scars. What to do, what to say. What do you want? Nothing adds up.
Relapse, retrack, rethink, restart.
I go out, binge myself by surrounding myself with people, yet there's always this hollow feeling. Everyone else seems no existent. I don't belong, I won't ever belong. They won't ever know.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Roads
The voice of loss is sighing through the rain
And as I turn around
Nothing's to be found
For hours now upon this endless road
Is it taking me
Where I long to be?
Alone...
And as I turn around
Nothing's to be found
For hours now upon this endless road
Is it taking me
Where I long to be?
Alone...
Alone...
A soaring hope is reeling in my head
I can’t remember this
But it must be what I miss
Suddenly I find I’m standing still
Staring at the ground
Waiting for your sound
Again...
A soaring hope is reeling in my head
I can’t remember this
But it must be what I miss
Suddenly I find I’m standing still
Staring at the ground
Waiting for your sound
Again...
Again...
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Cracks in the armour
I have these fits and bouts inside my head. They're sometimes in my dreams, lurking inside my subconscious. These moments I start to feel again yet they are so fleeting. Even if it's only pain and misery I don't feel anything else. The time is drawing clear when this timebomb explodes. Not sure what would be left.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Everything and nothing
What's left in this world when I feel nothing?
Absolutely everything
What will change when I run from everything?
Absolutely nothing
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Six
I wish I was free of this
I see her in my dreams
Wish that she wasn't there
But she still haunts me as I
Still feel her breath on me
Still want to taste her skin
But I know that would kill me
The Birth of my Sanity
This blog is just a release, my escape from everything. So it may be cryptic at times or just down right direct. This will be my thoughts feelings and emotions. What goes on here really does go through my head. At times it may be fucked up other times I can be as normal as the rest of you.
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