what is this?
Just my little corner to hide in and whisper my secret thoughts to anyone who cares to listen.... No point, no purpose, just letting it exist beyond my own reach... Don't expect to find pretty... Don't search for bliss... This is not the page for that.. This is raw inner subtext....
Monday, February 28, 2011
SORB
i saw it first thing yesterday morning.. mere hours after hearing about your release.. first time i've seen your eyes in over six years.. it could be me, but they looked empty.. yet i still wonder what you could possibly have to say for yourself now.. i hope at this point you have realized that any chance you had to have a happy normal life is gone.. it flew out the window 13 years ago.. i hope that you can make peace with that, because i have.. And my life has taken flight.. please know that nothing about you holds any power over me anymore.. you are simply a thing of my past that i will keep an eye on.. so good luck, i hope you make good use of your undeserved second chance.. and may god help you if you hurt anyone else..
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
quarter til two
the moon must be close to fullness
not sure what side we're on
waxing, waning
doesn't matter
result is the same
i'm wide awake while the world sleeps
covered in a thick blanket
crusted with ice
dormant and cold
seemingly life-less
and here i sit
unable to escape my own head
tormented by racing thoughts
urges for production
a restless-ness with being still
wanting to sleep
wanting to start fresh tomorrow
how to slow the gears
put thoughts at ease
remember the day is over
a new one merely waits for me
threatening to arrive unanounced
should i not close my eyes
slip into a sound slumber
must find the right concoction
to shut off the machine...
not sure what side we're on
waxing, waning
doesn't matter
result is the same
i'm wide awake while the world sleeps
covered in a thick blanket
crusted with ice
dormant and cold
seemingly life-less
and here i sit
unable to escape my own head
tormented by racing thoughts
urges for production
a restless-ness with being still
wanting to sleep
wanting to start fresh tomorrow
how to slow the gears
put thoughts at ease
remember the day is over
a new one merely waits for me
threatening to arrive unanounced
should i not close my eyes
slip into a sound slumber
must find the right concoction
to shut off the machine...
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