Tears don't come,
they wallow in pain,
shades of black,
memories again,
Drenching in rain,
I hoped to wash down the pain,
all in vain,
I see black again.
Was there ever a golden dream,
Was I just a flowing stream,
a silent shadow,
not a team.
Keep walking you will, but you lost me there,
the place where the sun shall never bare.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Thursday, October 01, 2009
the short and long of it
is never to show your back! and well if you did, face it full in the front now. Hope is a kill-joy for the future sometimes. I can't look back at things I havent done because I did not. I havent done things because I did not feel like. I did not feel like doing them because I did not realize their place in my life. I stopped building pillars as I could not see the house!
It has been a long time since I have given words to floating thoughts. I have been losing thoughts. Random sparks have abandoned me. Nostalgia, good moments, bad moments, everything eludes memory. I have to try to remember and it hurts. Rust
It has been a long time since I have given words to floating thoughts. I have been losing thoughts. Random sparks have abandoned me. Nostalgia, good moments, bad moments, everything eludes memory. I have to try to remember and it hurts. Rust
Thursday, August 20, 2009
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