Accident this, unfortunate coincidence that.
I move on along, you just stay put.
Pulling the strings, pushing me away.
One step forward, and another one back.
Getting nowhere, opposites don't attract.
Plans fall apart,
everything goes wrong.
Petty excuses formulate,
nothing is ever right.
At the end of the day,
I'm not sure what you value,
anymore.
And frankly, I'm tired of it.
Cause when push comes to shove,
you're always just a let down.
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Monday, May 9, 2011
On the Move
Life
is everchanging, evershifting, evermorphing.
Every moment that escapes us
contributes to the vastness of nonuniformity.
No constants, no straight lines, no clear directions.
Not even the contrast of black and white.
Just
a long walk
down a winding road
that twists and turns
and never stops for a rest.
is everchanging, evershifting, evermorphing.
Every moment that escapes us
contributes to the vastness of nonuniformity.
No constants, no straight lines, no clear directions.
Not even the contrast of black and white.
Just
a long walk
down a winding road
that twists and turns
and never stops for a rest.
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Forgotten & Forlorn
He forgot who I was,
lost interest, losing interest.
A gap in the savings that I'd poured into long ago.
And awkward
is what I'm left to make out of it.
An awfully awkward ending
to a perfectly promising beginning.
That spark of hope,
that fuse of potential
was slowly stifled out.
Into this.
lost interest, losing interest.
A gap in the savings that I'd poured into long ago.
And awkward
is what I'm left to make out of it.
An awfully awkward ending
to a perfectly promising beginning.
That spark of hope,
that fuse of potential
was slowly stifled out.
Into this.
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