and he never leaves, he will never leave.

where did we go wrong?
we're so near but yet so far.
we're close but far apart.
the yearn for contact fails to satisfy.
your touch feels right but sterile.
void of emotion.
i could look into your eyes
and just see a reflection of myself.
i'm shut out.
you tell me things.
that i could not possibly decipher.
your words, your demeanor,
they puzzle, they confuse.
everytime i think of holding you,
or maybe just holding your hand, or smelling your hair
the thought just dissipates into something
bittersweet, a sour gnawing feeling,
that brings this wan smile, this aching, this knowing sadness.
and your words later on, cut much deeper than anything you'd done.
perhaps the safety of distance is wad u needed to say wad u wanted to.
i've written enough for now.

Christmas

How i wish, how i wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

Help.

I have,
lost sight of my,
aim, purpose, meaning,
of my life.
Sounds like,
a christian thing,
but it's not.
I'm just,
getting through the week,
by looking forward,
to the weekend,
only to,
not know what to do,
where to go,
who to go with.
There's little that,
excites,
intrigues,
engages,
me right now.
There is,
no direction,
purpose,
motivation.
Only,
escape from camp,
into something,
blank,
mundane.
It's not,
a product of myself.
I'm not,
trying to be emo.
It just happened,
and I don't know why.

True Love Waits

I'll drown my beliefs
To have you be in peace
I'll dress like your niece
And wash your swollen feet

Just don't leave
Don't leave

I'm not Living
I'm just killing time
Your tiny hands
Your crazy kitten smile

Just, don't leave
Don't leave

And true love waits
In haunted attics
And true love lives
On lollipops and crisps

Just dont leave, dont leave..
Don't leave.. dont leave

Jonny Greenwood

Why?

question.
answer.
question.
answer.
question.
deliberation.
question.
uncertainty.
question.
answer.
question.
a pause.
question.
irritation.
question.
question.
question.
question.
question.
question.

Change.

reminds me to be happy. =)

Cuts, slits and lacerations.

Must start adopting a different kind of attitude.
The kind that goes,
oh that's so sad,
but I'm sure it'll never happen to me.
Cause usually, it happens to the people who don't expect it.
Tragedy to befall on them.
It could never happen to me.
That's something out of a newspaper or the tv news.
There, I've said it.
Let it happen.