goodnight reality
By whisperer
sleep is sinking in
dreaming of thoughts
and thinking of sin
broken pieces of the barrier lay strewn everywhere
so do the restraints
yet i wonder what lies on the other side of the glass
turning the page
new chapter beginning
same body
new force
it seems so fitting, but the only thing i'm doing is sitting here now
bricks in the wall
.
there's something in the way
.
watching them fall
.
watching them crumble away
.
waiting patiently for an answer that i refuse to question feels somewhat
odd
yet exhilerating
pleasantly exciting i think
but thoughts never travel in straight lines
unless it's down the road called
"ummm....what the fuck?"
and that stupid clock tick tocks away in the background
i hate being reminded of how much time i waste in reality
staring at cross hatch patterns of black and gold/greyishness staring at
the silver dragon on my chest waiting for surreality to take effect
being ignored hurts, i realize this
i'm sorry.....i don't care
but then......it's quite annoying, being sought after by sexual drunks
especially when they don't remember it at 6:06pm the next day
all i can do is sigh at it
walk on and away
never to be remembered
except as the one who didn' take that chance
or advantage
so i'm careful
shoot me
i hate that fucking game of never knowing, always guessing at what they're
thinking, tripping over the right things to say, never saying anything
all the while, unitl you finally (out of frustration) become blatantly
honest to find that they "are soooooooo sorry but i can't right now"
i've done that....so i know both sides
fuckin' fuckity fucky fuckin fuck fuck
-deep breath-
....composed....
"that's ok darlin', don't worry your pretty little head about a thing"
....it's cool....
like steel in flesh
i sigh at this discrepency
then walk on and away
back to the glass door
another notch in the frame
and watch silently as the ash dances away with the wind
goodnight reality
Comments on "goodnight reality"
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A former member wrote:
Damn, still damn.
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On Monday, February 13, 2006, TaintedButterfly
(670) wrote:
"To not risk anything is to risk nothing at all." This was beautiful in it's own tragicness. (that a word?) lol... This work is definitely thought provoking and so true to life. Awesome. Julia~
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On Sunday, February 12, 2006, elisa
(1616) wrote:
it's always best to take a calculated risks....when the stakes are that high.