Friday | October 12, 2007

the story set in stone

The last letter I sent you didnt seem to make sense in my head 
it took on a vision I was unclear about in my life

after taking the time away from my thoughts I have noticed my words linning the covers of my head
strangling my questions which disvole underneath
the despair I set next to me while sitting alone in the outside air

after singing out a phrase I composed in my head
it is clear to me why I miss the words once said by you
Why I need to spread my body across the floor inorder to reach the opening in the door
as a tint of sun light reaches my hand I can not find the soul to reach for your body 

my heart lays still, struggling to cope with the conditions in which I am living under
it seems at this moment I notice something different about that smile across your face

as I cut of the the last phrase I pronuce to you, I have already left the room
creating time to lay upon a threshold so open to the world
what is this going to be tommrow 
the beginning or ending of a love story



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Monday | October 08, 2007

looking through time

I waited through the beats I found in your music. The reverb of my actions I have been playing inside my head. Those places I have travled to which can not hide from my present. The living day of words where I can find myself trapped inside those past places. Maybe at the time I feel it break, I finally realize the day I have wasted. Turning around to look up at my decisions, I am finally awake. Open to a night where I can remeber nothing but the actions I have created. This day is almost over and I am left to find where I may lay. Its getting later by the time I spend racing around steps I can not reach. So thats for saying something today. Cause without it, I can't seem to move away from the past hour. I only start to feel your here when I remeber your gone. And I can only imagine what its like to spend time with the one I care for. Maybe it will make a difference when your gone. Cause I wont have time to come back to you. And it will be to late to explain this to you. 

Im always to late to live out the present moment
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Saturday | October 06, 2007

It only gets alitte bit better

Sometimes I feel two steps away from my final word but I have written nothing about the end. I just need a little help to start me off on writing my last sentence…

 

What basic knowledge will I use, to start off from the beginning, what little lie will last until the end of these words.

 

I only thought about the first line or two

I never dreamt about what this would come to

Cause I’m standing clearly in the way of what has become of this day

I need to break away from the thoughts put inside my head

Ill take a day, away from us all

Just to say how hard it will be to fall back into another day

 

One day outside these four walls leads my mind into an empty time

A space where I can see it all, where there is clearly an end

 

Maybe ill die passing by the memories of this day.

 

Maybe ill sing a song about you, dance around your name but put that I love you

 

Maybe ill take this day to start off right, so in the end I can be the best fight. 

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