one million <3 messages
so why why why
the kites on the clouds
ribbon-like
and why i realy wanna know why
in my martini glass
the heart shaped ice cubes melt down
and i don't know why
she's wearing my dress
wearing my lipstick
why she smells like you
like i used to...
and i don't know why
the why-s are coming back
to change all my friday plans
to change the playlists playsongs
all those playings
and why oh why
i'm listening to you
i'm still listening to you
stupid blind heart
foolish hollow muscle
so why so why
do i change and redecorate
i realy don't know
why do i leave them all
without this scent
posted by Anonymous at Thursday, August 02, 2007
5 Comments:
you describe so beautifully what i feel right now and for what i cannot find accurate words...
does conscience change anything?
putting names and labels for what we feel, does it make it easier?
too many maybes lately...
and one huge thanks you for poems
conscience?...
i don't know, i've never had one..=)
thank you...
words like violence
break the silence
words are very unnecessery
they can only do harm
What if these questions just won't let you be?
Why waste your time looking for proof?
What if the answer is never the truth?
Be afraid of the lame
They'll inherit your legs
Be afraid of the old
They'll inherit your souls
Be afraid of the cold
They'll inherit your blood
Apres moi, le deluge
After me comes the flood
words words words...
I got lost in the sounds
I hear in my mind
All of these voices
I hear in my mind all these words
I hear in my mind all this music
And it breaks my heart :))
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