Jul 31, 2008 00:03
It's been forever, but this has always been a place I've ran to.
For ghosts.
Today I came across a song.
And this moment, it came across me.
"I hope you get this message, oh, you're not home.
I could be there in ten minutes or so."
"Oh with you, I could never be alone...never be alone."
You would think,
you would think,
you would think.
Right?
But I guess even these things will surface from time to time.
Oh medic.
I'm all grown up.
A mother, a lover,
and yet, still the song, it made me sixteen again.
I realize that some things time can never take.
I know you don't come here ever.
It's a dead place full of wreckage, and drift wood.
A home for ghosts.
That's you.
The red x ghost that frequents the dreaming.
I wonder, and I wander.
Somewhere in these turning seas, there is your void.