Friday, December 01, 2006
down that loney lane ;
i'm still waiting.for someone.
i lost back then in the days of irrationality.to only want her back more then what i can get.
the ignorance i portrayed.burst every single bubble i had.
the arrogance it brought about ;came as swiftly as its effects.for all i see in her eyes are lies ;beyond yours and mine.
but hers.all hers.
a constructed orchestra of lies.each with a little truth lined.
for maybe a little hope.that lie would turn into the truth ;
or that nothing would be thought of it.its so difficult to surpress something ;
so huge.
for the sake of all man kind.for the sake of your heart being raptured.you wish it never started.but its ball game forever true.
and lost is its only intent.
where do you go from now.
you don't even know.
nothing you'd live to understand.
kaaye\.
- off the yellow brink road.
for a chance at redemption.
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