fading somewhere in hollywood

Apr 12, 2004 20:30

morning.and i wake up.its all rain. there is nothing but the rain. so i get ready with 15 minutes to prepare for the day. the sunlight is no longer in the mirror. its been blinding me all these years. so i can see. i hear boopty saying "the cat is dying, look at him" and we all rush out to look at the mat on the front door. and hector, my cat's twin brother, is lying there with his mouth open all sprawled out. so we have no choice but to leave, though i did not want to. we drive through the dreary day to school. so sad. the weather never stays the same here but for a few hours at a time. tomorrow it will be sunny. tomorrow it had better be sunny. so we arrive and go to class. the same thing every day. after school, play rehearsal. four cast members showed up..including me. alyson took me home. i ate matzah all day. no, i am not jewish. and no, matzah is not good. in fact it tastes like burnt cardboard but something about it is addicting. anyway, came home and learned that hector had died today while i was at school. i think he was poisoned because he was just fine yesterday. i hope he feels better now, wherever he is.

stop breathing for me

it is still so hard to understand that we were never ever here until we got here. but every word i ever spoke was a lie a lie a lie a lie
a lie
i
will
carry pieces of you everywhere i go.
everywhere.
10:00. the shadows disappear in the streets the riots break out so you sit in your room and
tear holes in the walls.
you will never find me there. you'll find the boxes of matches and the letters written in your blood.
around the freezing warmth of the fire..
but we remain glued to the wall. no longer here at all. you were never here at all.
somehow i believed you.
vapor.
vapor is what you've become. there are only so many words to be used to describe the way the grass smells and the way the sky feels and the
sunshine beating me down.
streams of sunlight come and go but the feelings never pass.
so we just held hands and acted out our parts with perfect poise. so sorry, so selfish.
yeah, we try so hard to put ourselves back together we dont realize that the pieces never fit.

i am really going to miss hector.
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