Back to the present

April 14th, 2007 at 01:58:17 AM

Any minute now i'm gonna break it.
(the bar).
The one that separates my
clean conscience from what i've
devoted time to.

My mind is a graveyard.
Dead thoughts want to return
and the visitors are starting to
cry.

I've seen people that were just
drawing numbers for their leave.
It really stretches the boundary for
the way that could be drawn,
though.

If you were
meant to pass by like an old
pair of shoes then you never
had any important affairs.

The power of option.

April 11th, 2007 at 04:21:00 PM

I will
say that
I don't
look around
enough to
even care
about how
things are
the way
they shouldn't
be.

Last call is what's important
but not even you can tell
me how everything
is missing the line
to recovery.

I'm set in this zone
where all I question
is how
things and
people and
everything else
of existence is just
existence.

If you don't take the time
to do that in your
lifetime
I
shall
call
you
inhuman

Did you frown at me?

April 10th, 2007 at 09:23:11 PM

I guess It gets under my skin
when something i don't see,
they see.

To me it doesn't exist.
To me it should exist.

Maybe it's not the eye,
its the mind or maybe it's
the way I smile or
don't smile.

It could be that there's
something I'm not willing
to stare at with you
myself but i think I
should try it.