there's nothing like a good incoherant rambling to end the night...

Jun 22, 2004 01:02

it rained today. like yesterday.
like everyday as always.
wheres the sun? wheres the sun?

shake off the rain and come inside
have a drink and relax for a while
she says to me from behind the bar
I nod my head, all I can do is smile

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totally random writing words just flowing out from every thought on to a page with letters wrought with anger and love and all between with all thats there and all unseen with all my being and everything else and things you cant imagine inside yourself however you know that you could be this way too and though unfortunate it seems you dont seem to mind too much at all or care or share or feel or need or live or love because of your greed for lives of those around you and the attention they give that you feed from to make yourself feel you live your own life though you dont and you know it inside but you cant help yourself and so you try to hide but you cant
...
though I could be wrong.
but
we both know I'm not
so
just deal with it
or
die
either way, we both know the truth
which
can only be one thing

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~
*
!
?

I either need more sleep or I need a shot of whiskey...
and both sound DAMN good right about now.
I need to do this more.
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