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Jul 29, 2006 03:15

Unwilling To Believe

having trouble sleeping with
rambling thoughts around
every corner there's a sound
and you feel like your feet are
so far from the ground

lost touch with reality
frustration makes you angry
solace does not greet me
but rather passes by me
the same way as the clock
and the calandars on the wall
waiting for the moment
when everything is gone

and there I am again
late night insomniac, grin
infront of the computer screen
glowing makes the eyes feel weak
all I want to do is shut them
just to keep them that way
so I'd never have to live through
you getting on that plane
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