|
J O U R N A L
6.13.2006
The Monster (poem/song/draft)
his beady eyes staring at me
all the time
watching me
even as i sleep
his tounge wrapped around
suffocating me
i can't breathe
oh the monster's watching me
the monster's watching me...
*may @ 2:41 AM*
[]
THE STRANGER IN MY HOUSE
(draft)
the stranger that i looked for, for so long
i found her dead and singing all her sad songs
and this is the end
it's been the end for so long (that)
i can barely remember the beginning
and were we really once there?
the distant memories
start to fade
i used to call on each one by name
but i slowly let them get away
when will this get better?
when will this end come to an end?
when will this become the way it was supposed to be?
so very long ago
you're the stranger in my house
i don't know your face
you're the stranger in my house
i can't seem to remember the feel of your embrace
and years go by, years go by
and we just die some more
without motion, we're frozen in this place
we're frozen, we're frozen in this place
*may @ 2:36 AM*
[]
no! you're not done! read my archives!
|
