I have absolutely no idea what to say or what to do I just want to sleep.I have no motivation for a poem or anything. I wish I could just sleep! There's a song going through my head; My Sanity on the Funeral Pyre, from Atreyu. I love that song... Umm... ok
The song says Blah blah blah... "sometimes it feels like the whole wide world has made itself, my enemy", blah blah blah and raise my head blah dunno ...
doh doooohh buh doh duh duuuuh?hahu hu uhh uh uhuhuh lol
I'm bored can you tell?
If anyone is reading this, please comment, at least...
"They won't see, the fire you have lit inside of me. They look up, to the sky and wonder where you might be. They look up, without realizing they're standing in the palm of your land. I can't explain or understand. I just love you..."
About Me
Friday, April 20, 2007
Sunday, April 01, 2007
To Touch Your Lips
To touch your lips...
not much there to say...
Whatever...
Let it speak for itself...
not much there to say...
Whatever...
Let it speak for itself...
I think Not
I think it wasn't me,
But who can be sure.
Maybe I did whisper
your name, did I?
I think not,
Don't get excited,
I'll assure you I won't,
I doubt you saw me pass,
I doubt you'll ever see me.
I f you do don't cry.
I'll never be alone.
And you we're just a stepping stone.
Cruel?
I think not.
But does it matter?
It never did.
Did you matter?
Nope, not a bit.
Writing things on the
back of my mind.
Incubating ideas of
threats to humanity.
Hasting those thoughts of you,
to rid you of me.
If you only knew,
the true reason
it didn't last.
I knew just what to say.
I knew just what to do.
Now I just enjoy your
Suffer.
Now just time to wait to see you cry.
Cry on my shoulder?
I think not!
But who can be sure.
Maybe I did whisper
your name, did I?
I think not,
Don't get excited,
I'll assure you I won't,
I doubt you saw me pass,
I doubt you'll ever see me.
I f you do don't cry.
I'll never be alone.
And you we're just a stepping stone.
Cruel?
I think not.
But does it matter?
It never did.
Did you matter?
Nope, not a bit.
Writing things on the
back of my mind.
Incubating ideas of
threats to humanity.
Hasting those thoughts of you,
to rid you of me.
If you only knew,
the true reason
it didn't last.
I knew just what to say.
I knew just what to do.
Now I just enjoy your
Suffer.
Now just time to wait to see you cry.
Cry on my shoulder?
I think not!
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