Dear Sky,
You fought back your tears today :)
I saw your little Sun frolicking.
You know I miss him deeply.
But I can see he tried so hard to behave.
He told me, he doesn't want you to cry that much anymore.
So do I.
I love you, Sky.
You have been emo a lot lately.
That worries me.
That worries all of us who love you.
Recover soonish.
K? ;)
XX
Like what the name means... This is a place for me to throw in my rubbish... ^^ So simple enough, when you're looking something in the rubbish bin, you see trash... Its all on your luck if you find something interesting here... ^^
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Sunday, December 12, 2010
They will never be mine
Getting emotionally involved in things that are not mine is fu*king torturing.
I mean, I knew it. And I knew it early. But my little one had its very own way of dealing with things. And now see the mess I have to clean.
THEY ARE NOT MINE!!! FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!
I am not sure to what extend had my little one done the damage. I tried convincing myself, that everything is under control. But the dreams and dark circles told me it's not. It's on loose. With things getting too comfy, I overestimated myself.
This has to be quick and sharp, I thought. No giving-ins, no way. I can't afford another round of this. Getting possessive with those seriously freaks me out. I don't even wanna think about it.
Yeah right, a gloomy moody me. I blame it on the weather.
It's a cold rainy night, this song I am playing...
I mean, I knew it. And I knew it early. But my little one had its very own way of dealing with things. And now see the mess I have to clean.
THEY ARE NOT MINE!!! FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!
I am not sure to what extend had my little one done the damage. I tried convincing myself, that everything is under control. But the dreams and dark circles told me it's not. It's on loose. With things getting too comfy, I overestimated myself.
This has to be quick and sharp, I thought. No giving-ins, no way. I can't afford another round of this. Getting possessive with those seriously freaks me out. I don't even wanna think about it.
Yeah right, a gloomy moody me. I blame it on the weather.
It's a cold rainy night, this song I am playing...
Thursday, December 2, 2010
The Me Unloading...
As I walked up the stairs, after my dutiful lunch, the usual blank mind of mine, unusually, told me something. I could not help but giving it a careful thought, with the things that happened around me, with the questions that had landed upon me.
There's a loop hole, I told myself.
"Prove it!"
Why should I? When I know.
And I smiled.
There are times when I wanted to give in
And times when I started to do something silly
I pulled myself back. O, did I?
I left myself off stranded
But deep inside I know
To stay within is the way to go
I ain't strong enough to take
I ain't good enough to give
I ain't the one who go fighting till the end and found nothing's gained
So I ain't the one who will go fighting till the end
For the moment? Perhaps, for the thing that worth fighting has not shown.
XX
There's a loop hole, I told myself.
"Prove it!"
Why should I? When I know.
And I smiled.
There are times when I wanted to give in
And times when I started to do something silly
I pulled myself back. O, did I?
I left myself off stranded
But deep inside I know
To stay within is the way to go
I ain't strong enough to take
I ain't good enough to give
I ain't the one who go fighting till the end and found nothing's gained
So I ain't the one who will go fighting till the end
For the moment? Perhaps, for the thing that worth fighting has not shown.
XX
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