did someone push your crazy button?

Jul 01, 2006 10:51

the air is sinking on this evening
but it can't catch up to my heart

bodily warnings sent in the mornings
let me know i'm coming apart

***

nighttime. dark, mysterious, filled with life that alerts you to its presence through sound. thick, dull humming from bars and clubs, tires screeching, beligerent yelps and hollers.

nighttime. the time when work stops for most. fun begins. glossy lips and turntable hips take the stage. the light of the past captures our imagination. we are granted the darkness to feel a warm connection with the other side of life as we know it. that allows us to collect our friends for an uninterrupted bliss of laughter and connection in an otherwise errie and dormant natural absence.

nighttime. when people are left to their thoughts of the day and the days to come. when spirits are revealed to the one they call the creator all around the world.

nighttime. when the brave stay awake. when shadows dance for the invention of man. time is lost easily.

***

tried to float a relationship with someone else
little did you know you can't when you hate yourself

***

i'm doing this for myself. i'm doing this without fear. and for both of those to be true, i have to stop thinking of you.
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