march10th/2004 your closed lips tear open a gaping cravesse they scald and burn in non-movement attachement won't give up no matter how hard i try theres nothing i can do now i've been thrashed with stationary sinewaves and my skin is sensitive to touch your ignorant of my toil you never even hear maybe you block your ears maybe theres a reason maybe i don't hear maybe its the season but i've been led this way by whatever force is present but you won't tell- and i'm just left on the street corner with nowhere to go nowhere to look -i just doubt myself and think i've been an idiot you just confirm it like i'm not fit to talk to WHY BLOCK ME OUT WHAT HAVE I DONE I"VE ONLY BEEN WHAT I AM DONE WHATS INSIDE UNFORTUNATELY I DON"T CHANGE AS FAST AS YOUR DECISION I CAN"T GIVE UP MY CARING I CAN"T PACK UP AND LEAVE AND SURVIVE ON THE ODD GREETING, AS SHALLOW AS YOU MAKE ME FEEL YOU DON"T SEE MY COLORS YOU DON"T EVEN GLANCE
lovely piece so full of the path we have to walk when life falls apart around us. how our hearts and minds can become confussed by love or being loved i loved this line your ignorant of my toil you never even hear. all we need is to be heard and understood in any relationship..... this to me brought all the pain together how you were not allowed to share your feelings and thoughts with this person so empty it must have felt.. love n peace from saff keep writing.
maybe maybe maybe Deffinately! Deffinately! Deffinately! (oops i dotn think i can spell) ah well "wondering is more fun with two"
