The Greyness

When love is gone.
And the cold becomes warm.
Night is as bright as day.
And the bustle is loud quiet dark-time still.

Then smiles are fake.
And lies are real.
The truth is sad.
And happiness…
Well, happiness is just a word.

Questions lead to doors without answers. And form a maze who’s only purpose is… Sadness.

Festering wounds and,
Searing chests and,
Torturous memories and, lost identities and, broken promises.

Burning fury hide silent tears.
Silent lips keep the tongue still.
Still fingers protect secrets.
Secrets burn the spirit.
And the spirit, buried and forgotten.

We haven’t been taking our meds, we’re sorry! ._.)

be GOOD kids 😀

Chopped Wings And Nothing Of It

Pretty little butterfly, land on my finger. Trust me, I’ll talk to you, you’ll talk to me and I’ll make you just like me.

See, there’s someone I wanna talk to but I can’t. They probably won’t pay me any attention anyway and I said I’d stop showing up in their lives. The problem is, well its just, they made being mad okay for me. It wasn’t them more than it was being with them, maybe it was, maybe… Fuck I really don’t know. But then they left, they left me alone. Left me feeling like my innards are swirling in an endless vortex of misery.

confict, confusion.

This is how I split in two the first time. [Smile] this time though I’m out to do something. I can’t say what it is. Insanity, it never leaves you. Just let’s your mind go on field trip, a bit. But I’m babbling…

See now you wingless just like me.
And in a moment, I’ll leave you to be alone, just like me. And you taste the bitter misery, just like me.
I love you though. Thank you for listening. But I have go now, I have handle my shit. 🙂

Ghosts Of The Soul

I really have. Writing people off is 2nd in nature only to breathing. I, honestly, have almost reached the point of sociopathy and I’m more bothered by the fact that House has seen its last season back, still, than I am of it.

At least when I’m alone I don’t have to worry about whatever or whoever, whenever or whatever. Its just me, in the end, the last person who will need to be there for me, is me. I’m not really depressed, I’m just going through a shit patch with school and its the first time I’ve not had anyone to… Well, anything really.