It was hard to forget,
Though easier to forgive;
But it certainly was impossible
To let my thoughts flow.
How do you know
That they won’t come again?
Just let them go, -
Don’t stick to them!
But how do you know
That they are gone?
The heck you know
Until you let them go!
Are you glued to
Their shiny slimy surface?
Are you addicted to their sour
Taste?
How does it feel when they sneak
To and fro your stagnant mind
Creating chaos and a poisonous sphere?
Hm, you mean there is a capsule
Inside me, spoiling the very
Innocent nature of mine
Making me cry
Every night while I’m lying in bed
With my eyes half-open, half-closed
Thinking of nothing in particular,
Just wishing to be dead
As though it was an immunity to my fears…
Let them flow; they really wanna go…
Harder than ever...
© Copyright: Rosalia, 2003
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Well, if you're talking about "this kind of flow" I understand you very well...When I'm stressed out, I better lie on the bed "wishing I was dead", true:) But life is beautifull, and don't let "them" take you away...
Wishing happiness,
AK
Moon Stone 12.03.2003 08:21 • Заявить о нарушении
Wishing happiness,
AK
Moon Stone 12.03.2003 08:21 • Заявить о нарушении
Thanks for your helpful advice as far as "not letting them take me"! But honestly it's just a matter of attitude; today your life is beautiful and full of exciting stuff and tomorrow there seems to be no way out! And there is only one thing you can do about it which is not think at all!
Thanks again,
Rosalia
Rosalia 13.03.2003 05:23 Заявить о нарушении
Thanks again,
Rosalia
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