I'm pretty sure I overstepped my boundaries...
Since when does my advice ever work for me?
Learning about situations that relate to me?
I need to swallow whatever sensation washes over me
Like how the oceans throw back their regrets.
I need to stop talking about me, for lack of a better term.
Daydreams come often and the theme is recurring.
It's always in my grasp but turns to dust in my hand.
Your hourglass is cracked since I tried to break you free,
But I've only let you go.
Gone is the innocent wishing.
Gone are the innocent smiles.
My patience remains.
As I sit here typing lazily, with bizarre thoughts running through my mind, I think about what lies ahead.
It's smart and futuristic,
Everyone is doing it.
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It smells like the first night that we spent together
Huddled around a broken TV but it didn't matter
Crackles from the wood cabinet,
Smoke from broken cigarettes.
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I'm alone and you've got troubles and angst
I'm willing to talk forever, for any length
Where did all the light go?
Stuck here forever with glory and home.
Is it glowing because I've nowhere else to go?
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2 comments:
"Its always in my graps but turns to dust in my hand.
Your hourglass is cracked since I tried to break you free."
are the lines that really stick otu to me. Very visual, but at the sam time harboring an emotional depth
Good job :)
but hey everyone learns from experience, and helps others through there own as well. So really we couldnt be there for others if we didnt constantly relate to ourelves.
(oh and btw..I cant help but like the title with the upside down explimation point o.o lol)
"It smells like the first night that we spent together
Huddled around a broken TV but it didn't matter
Crackles from the wood cabinet,
Smoke from broken cigarettes."
that was my favorite line. or line(s) this blog is mysterious. you should tell me about it more.
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