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Tuesday, May 08, 2007

ochenta y nueve

I haven't observed such nonsensical material in quite some time. I guess it's been months since anyone told me what goes on, in the mind of someone like you. I happened to forget what you were about. I happen to disapprove of who you are now. Although I happened to once love it.
Into the shadows we go.
Never ending dreams, and I can't quite get pulled from this nightmare. I can't quite escape what I nurture. What kills me. What feeds me. What loves me. What hurts me day by day.
Inch by inch.
minute by minute.
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Obscured by the rain, by the fog.
By the words that fly around you.

I just want to go home, to lay down in my bedroom. To sit in the lonely dark.
To think about how I'm going to save the world.

And when these walls fall down, and I can finally see you. When I can finally feel you. That will be the day. That will be the day...

Bracket, exclamation point, question mark, parenthesis, asterisk, bracket.
uno
dos
tres

Ready, set
Go.
Dive in me.

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