Beyond The Gray Sky . . .
I wrote this entry last night at about 3 or 4, fell asleep before I posted it:
You know the time that you feel
that nothing else really matters
here on this spot in the world
that you belong
That's where I am when the lights going down
I'll find a way to make some fun
I know there is a leak of energy
through someone . . .
It's weird how a single, small, little detail in a day can fuck it all up. the lights been down for awhile now, still feel the same tho. I don't know. I guess it's a good thing. Great. Spectacular. Fuck that I'm not happy about it at all. Whoopty Do. Bitches. Mother fucker make yourself, you've got to. I'm trying. - you should make amends with you, if only for better health. - Good idea. I'm done. It's washed away in the morning . . .
You know the time that you feel
that nothing else really matters
here on this spot in the world
that you belong
That's where I am when the lights going down
I'll find a way to make some fun
I know there is a leak of energy
through someone . . .
It's weird how a single, small, little detail in a day can fuck it all up. the lights been down for awhile now, still feel the same tho. I don't know. I guess it's a good thing. Great. Spectacular. Fuck that I'm not happy about it at all. Whoopty Do. Bitches. Mother fucker make yourself, you've got to. I'm trying. - you should make amends with you, if only for better health. - Good idea. I'm done. It's washed away in the morning . . .