Saturday, November 28, 2009

The Feeling

It is difficult, trust me. You’re the one to save me from inside the dark caverns--days are tragic, I’ve been broken into pieces... help me find my place again... to be happy once more.

Games are fun in the beginning~before I take one more step...ask me a question. Make it a difficult one to answer, my next move is fatal. Nobody can save me from falling, or collapsing in on myself.

The star is peaceful, symbolize~~~~~~~

I'll show you infinity only if you show me the feeling.

Whatever is possible-can be impossible

Criticism, hate, pain, fear, agony, LOvE; branded objects are important. Should I grab the needle and brand my chest??

It's a blank wall, not because it's white-but because it's dark...

Darkness is happiness, only when white is around. You’re the white in absence of color, you bring life to the image, which, is, my, own, self..!

I try hard not to look beyond the pages--but I can't control my curiosity, yet to only find blank pages. How come you have to die? Why become of existence??

One always falls; it's a tragic ending... sometimes a better beginning.

Your nails are tough, you're able to tear me apart so simply because my barrier is so thin... I smell you right next to me, on top, and in front... but you're nowhere to be found.

I've been behaving myself as hard as the ground beneath you... I am the dirt--the minerals that flow through you. I am me, but sometimes no one...

I found happiness through a silent background and a viewfinder. The shutter is magnificent but the speed is poor. You’re the garbage in my can, I would recycle you--make something better, but I can't... I need more... I love you...

Why is innocence so dangerous? Why should I make sense? Life doesn't...

I'm the ink blot...

Very hard, but suggestive.

You turn me on like I do my car, you drive-and I join in for the ride. Is it an accident?

Is the pain intentional? Why do we lose games? Let's play one.

EVOLution...be it forever, it is

Infinite. Drain me of it, but refueling is always free, yet it's harder each time. Give it all so I can take it; I’ll give you everything.

-Promise?

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