Saturday, February 28, 2004

the brain churning
too much
too saturated
losing grip
need to stop
need to slow down
demons within
too much fighting
swords clashing
heart accelerating
yearning of the lost
yearning of what not
the world spinning
need to keep moving
unattainable quest
decisions made in haste
an outlet is sought
mulitple ones found
too confusing
a permanent one havent been found
a need to run
run away and not look back
a coward's way out
the life can certainly do without
regrets are felt
alas we cant change the past
the heavens open up
moisture soothing the torment soul
the feeling of peace overcomes
it may be for awhiile
for the feeling is precious
even for a moment
a moment of peace
a moment of solitude
before everything comes back in a rush...

||:PreCiouS:||
2/28/2004 06:49:00 PM
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.The Writer.

I love standing in the rain, letting the feel of raindrops caress feverish skin, letting it wash away my thoughts, worries and pain. I love the feel of sand between my toes, the cool wind whispering in my ear, the soothing sound of the sea, the warmth of a hug. I love anything vintage, historical, mysterious and magical. I like to laugh, I like freedom and happiness, I like the idea of romance, being swept off my feet and happy endings. I currently have no idea where i'm going but i know i'll get where i'm suppose to be in due time. I want things i cant have, I dream of things that can never be but i'm too afraid to leave the things i'm familiar with even when i know i'm adaptable to change. I can be the person you love or hate, like or loath, admire or envy. I am not perfect,
I am just me.