What comes after extreme depression?After being void of emotion?After shredding the last fraction of your esteem away?After chaos?After turmoil, anguish and everything in between?After losing, after failing, after every tumble and fall?
Humpty Dumpty on the wall, who's the fairest of them all?
"Done splatting?My turn," he would say.
we fight back, we can't back down. not now. because the winds have changed, and fate has shown mercy. the frustration would be worth it, soon after.
And of all the newfound happy things, knowin u is the happiest.
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Sunday, August 24, 2008
6 months.
i would always remember the first time u walked through that door.
i've seen u once before
6 months ago
it seemed a dream so old
but there u were, right through the door
my heart lifted and drifted into a zillion perfumed sensations
ur real, no longer a dream
not 6 months ago
in that cosy scene
we were just talking about many invisible things
but i didn't like u
not like how i liked u
in that moment
captured in that standstill laughter
because we were just laughing about nothing
but now days have passed
and i think im losing
what have u been thinking?
i have been thinking about maybe's
about perhaps, what-ifs, and everything in between
ur not perfect
ur definitely not
the someone i would trust
i would love to trust u
but maybe, just maybe.
i would always remember the first time u walked through that door.
i've seen u once before
6 months after
im living the cliched alternative rock love song
im falling for u all over again.
i've seen u once before
6 months ago
it seemed a dream so old
but there u were, right through the door
my heart lifted and drifted into a zillion perfumed sensations
ur real, no longer a dream
not 6 months ago
in that cosy scene
we were just talking about many invisible things
but i didn't like u
not like how i liked u
in that moment
captured in that standstill laughter
because we were just laughing about nothing
but now days have passed
and i think im losing
what have u been thinking?
i have been thinking about maybe's
about perhaps, what-ifs, and everything in between
ur not perfect
ur definitely not
the someone i would trust
i would love to trust u
but maybe, just maybe.
i would always remember the first time u walked through that door.
i've seen u once before
6 months after
im living the cliched alternative rock love song
im falling for u all over again.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Skiddin' away on thin ice
i can't believe it's been ages since i've scribbled. so very obviously, it has utterly consumed me. URGH.
"It" is such a cool word - u get that in "shit", "pit", "zit" - amazing how everything fits.
So before i tear my loosening hair off my head, i thought i would drop myself a memo to remind myself of the sad life im livin right now because im stranded in the wrong country at the right time. right country wrong time? hmm. now that's sth to think about.
oh the bed's such a luxury right now.im starin helpless at the clock.im waitin for the surge of motivation that would jumpstart my brain n get me rollin, so i wouldnt have to sit through the night and worry abt the next mornin.
Perhaps it's time someone took a permanent marker and drew the line between deep shit and thin ice.
"It" is such a cool word - u get that in "shit", "pit", "zit" - amazing how everything fits.
So before i tear my loosening hair off my head, i thought i would drop myself a memo to remind myself of the sad life im livin right now because im stranded in the wrong country at the right time. right country wrong time? hmm. now that's sth to think about.
oh the bed's such a luxury right now.im starin helpless at the clock.im waitin for the surge of motivation that would jumpstart my brain n get me rollin, so i wouldnt have to sit through the night and worry abt the next mornin.
Perhaps it's time someone took a permanent marker and drew the line between deep shit and thin ice.
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