Time and what shakespear didn\'t know: sonnett 116
Date: Nov 14th, 2004 11:54:12 pm - Subscribe


Dear Mom(sorry i lied):

you lie not 3 feet from me...a melody...stuck soundly in my heart and in my head..beating in time to the rythm of my heart...coily singing..."are you ok?"...shaking back your hair and smiling...as though you can see right through me...because you see...dear...i am torn...torn between pouring my heart to you like coffee...black and bitter...or keeping my mouth shut and settling for saying nothing more then...yeah...sure...but surely you can't believe me...even you darling can't possess that extreme naveite...look...all i'm trying to say is that i've given everything...but i guess that my silence makes this mean no more then the words that drip across the pulminaries of the transatlantic in his text messages...i've tried to say so much more to you...but somehow my brain and my heart have no common contact without liquor as a translator...and now i'm not even sure if he's truly the issue...or is he more of an excuse...a figure head for fear of stepping into something that you aren't able to prepare for...images of the boy next door still sit...gathering dust in the attics of your mind...maybe i'm making to much of this...but hey if your going to be famous darling...you have to get used to drama...or is it tragedy?...it doesn't matter...your a star...isn't that your wish...i know its mine...
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