mourning

[intravenuslife]

do you remember rock n roll radio....?


on a rope
just hanging around
now he's earnt his ticket safe to ground
sticky wicket had already been found
to cost
for how so alone was he lost...?
above the vault

and the fault
being
lied to on a breath
and told
"be bold"
"these secrets MUST be kept...."

"why?" he thought

"oh shit" (in his own language style)
"i've been bought"
"now i'm trapped"

"crap"

"guess my ballz are now theirs for a while...."

"i must believe
have faith
the day will come
with me
and my death
allowing not some, but all of humanity free....."

if you please

yeah... it'd be nice if the truth of his 'service' came out in it's full scope, so it could be seen how controlled he had been... by who... and then why

agenda exposed

brought to light

no more secrets

am guessing that won't happen (just yet anywaze) as it doth also seem to be the case regarding my own love, for....


*she* is in love with another
and i see
still
her energy
and two possibilities.....

tijd being one
whilst two could be a completely different sun
of fun
we see.....
as soon as i'm really flying free

so, yes mike
i guess you're right
i am a tragic fool
no fight
is cool
i'm accepting her feelingz
as well as my own
so...
i remain
without
a home
and it may be hard for me to discard dreamz of love
yet i must
for freedom above all is the guide i do trust

let it be

for today tho' i grieve
on loss
of we
and whilst you and *she*
don't really give much of a toss
i shall mourn
until there comes a day when there's a brighter dawn.....

~sigh~

fair do's... the poemz are a bit on de crappy zijde, but y'know... is not an inspiring wave really

~sigh~

goodbye