Aug 24, 2005 20:04
the ringing in my ears won't stop
it's 3:08 am
it's time to sleep
it's time that something happend
anything.
a dream.
to dream.
relations disconnect
my power went out
something is just not here
to find familiar
paths have been chosen
lines fracture
and my ears won't stop fucking ringing.
but who cares
you don't
niether do i.
sometimes
i just don't know.
and all answers loose interest.
is it just me
or the bed
im lying on.
day dreams speant
progress shatered
have the years gone by
or was it purly imagined
a fictioned tale for the light
at heart
i do remember that fateful october
but what is worth telling
time had came, brought, and left
you
you by me. inside
it might have meant something
but this
right now
means so much more
i forgot to note down how it
once felt.
but maybe my bed can take its place
maybe it was just my bed.
all this time.