It only takes one moment, one second even.
And everything changes.
It only takes one blink of an eye, and I am back to where it all changed.
The memories etched into my head for all eternity.
People say we move on,
people say time heal all wounds.
My response?
Bullshit.
I close my eyes, and see your smile.
And I can't help but wonder,
it would all have been so different.
If you had stayed with us.
Things changed for all time that day.
One moment. Everything was perfect.
The next, it all went dark.
2010-09-24
Blood
Stop the bleeding, I cannot take it anymore.
The open wounds never heal, that's how it always has been.
We see people rush through life, not realsing we're one of them.
They say life is short, but who really knows?
Stop the bleeding, it's all becoming too much.
People say more things without using words.
I wish I could write music, it all makes more sense with tunes.
The sky is grey, please let the sunshine in.
Stop the bleeding, the world is nearing its end.
Cars driving fast, with selfish people filling the roads.
We don't look at each other, out of fear of what we might see.
The virtual world is more interesting, when it's not our emotions at stake.
Stop the bleeding, it's too painful.
The open wounds never heal, that's how it always has been.
We see people rush through life, not realsing we're one of them.
They say life is short, but who really knows?
Stop the bleeding, it's all becoming too much.
People say more things without using words.
I wish I could write music, it all makes more sense with tunes.
The sky is grey, please let the sunshine in.
Stop the bleeding, the world is nearing its end.
Cars driving fast, with selfish people filling the roads.
We don't look at each other, out of fear of what we might see.
The virtual world is more interesting, when it's not our emotions at stake.
Stop the bleeding, it's too painful.
2010-09-08
Don't break her
Without realising it,
without noticing,
without even considering it.
You are slowly breaking her.
Don't.
She's precious.
without noticing,
without even considering it.
You are slowly breaking her.
Don't.
She's precious.
2010-09-07
Complete joy
To hear the voice of a dear friend,
and hear the happy news she brings.
To hear her laugh of happiness,
when that hasn't been heard for so long.
To understand the shocked joy that has come over her,
and its significance.
It brings me complete joy,
and I couldn't be more proud.
and hear the happy news she brings.
To hear her laugh of happiness,
when that hasn't been heard for so long.
To understand the shocked joy that has come over her,
and its significance.
It brings me complete joy,
and I couldn't be more proud.
Autumn leaves
He was looking around the empty square.
Wondering where everybody was.
The town was as emtpy as his heart.
From where he was sitting he could see the church tower.
And the fountain that had been switched off.
To save water and energy?
Because it was getting too cold?
Or just because no one cared?
He took his eyes away from the dead fountain and looked down at his hands.
Thoughts rushing through is head.
Thoughts he didn't know if he wanted to think.
But sometimes you can't stop them, sometimes they came when you least expect it.
A cold wind came, the coloured leaves flew past him on their autumn journey.
He pulled his scarf tighter around his neck.
And he looked up, and met her eyes.
The cold wind grew warmer.
And at that moment,
everything was perfect.
Wondering where everybody was.
The town was as emtpy as his heart.
From where he was sitting he could see the church tower.
And the fountain that had been switched off.
To save water and energy?
Because it was getting too cold?
Or just because no one cared?
He took his eyes away from the dead fountain and looked down at his hands.
Thoughts rushing through is head.
Thoughts he didn't know if he wanted to think.
But sometimes you can't stop them, sometimes they came when you least expect it.
A cold wind came, the coloured leaves flew past him on their autumn journey.
He pulled his scarf tighter around his neck.
And he looked up, and met her eyes.
The cold wind grew warmer.
And at that moment,
everything was perfect.
2010-09-05
2010-09-04
Borrowing words from someone else
Sometimes when I sit down to write, I have this feeling that I want to send out. I know exactly what I want to write, but I just can't find the right words. This text though, which is a song by VNV Nation, puts words to so many feeling that I have. So this time, I am borrowing their words. Because there is just no better way to say it.
I know it's hard to tell how mixed up you feel
Hoping what you need is behind every door
Each time you get hurt, I don't want you to change
Because everyone has hopes, you're human after all
The feeling sometimes, wishing you were someone else
Feeling as though you never belong
This feeling is not sadness, this feeling is not joy
I truly understand, Please, don't cry now
Please don't go, I want you to stay
I'm begging you please, please don't leave here
I don't want you to hate for all the hurt that you feel
The world is just illusion trying to change you
Please don't go, I want you to stay
I'm begging you please, please don't leave here
I don't want you to hate for all the hurt that you feel
The world is just illusion trying to change you
Being like you are
Well this is something else, who would comprehend?
But some that do, lay claim that
Divine purpose blesses them
That's not what I believe, it doesn't matter anyway
A part of your soul ties you to the next world
Or maybe to the last, I'm still not sure
What I do know is, to use the world is different
As we are to the world but, I guess you would know that.
And just as I listen to the song a phone call from afar is recieved.
A phone call that makes it all seem alright.
Yes, you mean everything.
I know it's hard to tell how mixed up you feel
Hoping what you need is behind every door
Each time you get hurt, I don't want you to change
Because everyone has hopes, you're human after all
The feeling sometimes, wishing you were someone else
Feeling as though you never belong
This feeling is not sadness, this feeling is not joy
I truly understand, Please, don't cry now
Please don't go, I want you to stay
I'm begging you please, please don't leave here
I don't want you to hate for all the hurt that you feel
The world is just illusion trying to change you
Please don't go, I want you to stay
I'm begging you please, please don't leave here
I don't want you to hate for all the hurt that you feel
The world is just illusion trying to change you
Being like you are
Well this is something else, who would comprehend?
But some that do, lay claim that
Divine purpose blesses them
That's not what I believe, it doesn't matter anyway
A part of your soul ties you to the next world
Or maybe to the last, I'm still not sure
What I do know is, to use the world is different
As we are to the world but, I guess you would know that.
And just as I listen to the song a phone call from afar is recieved.
A phone call that makes it all seem alright.
Yes, you mean everything.
2010-09-01
A good day
The sun was shining. And the rain was pouring.
A hot cup of coffee.
A piece of delicious, unhealthy cake.
A sophisticated, but very good book.
In a café.
One of those quiet days when you let go, and allow yourself to take care of yourself.
Loud music,
from the playlist fittingly called happiness.
Dancing around in an empty house.
Dressed up in somthing else than the normal, boring uniform.
Some day's simple.
But precious.
A hot cup of coffee.
A piece of delicious, unhealthy cake.
A sophisticated, but very good book.
In a café.
One of those quiet days when you let go, and allow yourself to take care of yourself.
Loud music,
from the playlist fittingly called happiness.
Dancing around in an empty house.
Dressed up in somthing else than the normal, boring uniform.
Some day's simple.
But precious.
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