

something something dark sideSometimes I wonder, how different it all could have been slipping endlessly into the abyss of self degradation sometimes I seem more happy than others, more lucid... Words are but a hapless teething, a minds lease to the thoughts and fears of an adults life.. an adolescence..something something dark side
drifting in the seamless strays of dissected thoughts. Another endless word on unrelenting eyes. Such spite. Such remorse... all hastened.


Ramblings of an Uneven Mind...I wanted to wake up today. I lay there quietly taping on my window pain eyes as the rain fell down.Ramblings of an Uneven Mind...
I wanted to scream today. but a whisper is all I found... beneath my sheets.
I wanted to write today. But the words all seemed so forced.
So I ended with the obligatory *sigh* and the thought of you again.


To open these old wounds...These words teeter on the edge of my tongue pulsing back and forth. Sometimes I forget, then find myself surprised to remember you. I want to wake up not caring, seeing nothing like I had befor.To open these old wounds...
Days pass in silence. I live in words bereaved of you. Stumbling on the way to agony. Half hearted in romantic dilusion and wanting nothing more. Hasted to call you and screaming myself such lies.
i like your writtings and stuff!
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Hello, I am your mind giving you someone to talk to.
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Sweet sounds of music
Fill the air like perfume,
Yet not strong enough to silence
All the sounds of the night.
Love The Beatles!
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The best thing about dreams is the fleeting moment,when you are between sleep and awake and you dont know the difference between reality and fantasy.when for just that one moment you feel with your entire soul that the dream is reality and it was real
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