Your tears are only alibis
To prove you still feel
You only feel sorry for yourself
And that's how you thrive
Your sorrow's your goldmine
So write some sad song about me
Screaming your agonies, playing the saint

At first I was very afraid of going places where H. and i had been happy-our favorite pub, our favorite wood. But i decided to do it again at once-like sending a pilot up again as soon as possible after he's had a crash. Unexpectedly, it makes no difference. Her absence is nore more emphatic in those places than anywhere else. It's not local at all ( Read more... )

"As we melt let's make no noise
Oh the profanation of our love
To tell the world our passing joys!
And we, besides, care less to miss
Our eyes and lips and hands."

I do appologize for being a grumpy towards any of you lately. Its nothing you have done or could prevent. Im just realizing things about myself i dont like and am being self-centered. You've been nothing but a good friends towards me. I am simply being obstinate.

This is the end ( Read more... )

a pair of ticket stubs in her desk ( Read more... )

Leave as fast as you came, no invitation, nowhere to go from here. I've been wandering around, wondering how i got so.....so fucking boring all the sudden, so fucking scared...i'm not ( Read more... )

Between saw-dust and splinters, i have enough wood products in my body to build a small house. Healthy? Perhaps not, but that is the one of the hazards of the job, and probably the least of my worries. Thinking of my fathers finger missing hands, I realized i shouldn't complain about one or two splinters buried under my skin. This is now a time for ( Read more... )

Tell me why we fight?
     Tell me who God is?
         Ease my soul from this painful rest
              Take apart my life
                   Show me real pain, you've had to have felt it
                        Make my life worthwhile
                           Even if it hurts like hell

Oh, hello. I didn't see you there. You see i was busy looking over all things for today. Its seems i have quite an important affair. Did you have much more else to say? Yes! Look, see? Theres a man on that hillside. Dont you know what hes doing? Hes shouting a warning far and wide of a storm, there on the horizon, brewing.

Not at all where i ( Read more... )