a bullet through the heart </3

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

sitting by the telephone.

cant i just live without any disturbance?

just do my work and watch the world pass
and live like i wasnt a presence to anyone.
i just feel like to re-charge.
the little things that you say still bothers me.
till now.
i need to retreat. by the beach
with cigarettes and acohol. can i?
the things you do makes me go somewhat insane.
everyone kills me.

i tink i need to do something.
but i just dont know what it is.
nothing ever has a full sense of joyness and what craps.
no one apperciates for what i have done for them.
i dont feel unappreciated.
i just dont feel the way i ever felt before.
can u find my pills?

i dont know what keeps me alive.
i just feel like having a nosedive.
what keeps me smiling.
maybe its just so labile.
but it does not take the pain away.
from nothing that i do not gain.
it feels like im being tied with a chain
why dont u just throw me a fucking bottle of chlordane.
i walked away from you.
but it wasnt a breakthrough.

but.
i still wish you were here.
but the pass anguish.
i still miss your smile and your faded kiss.
its so hollow.
dont you feel the sorrow?
tie me a knot.
and give me a shot.
to the heart.
goodbye my sweetheart.

[[ there there. it was always something more. ]]
[[ some how somewhere deep inside i wish things didnt go wrong. ]]

talk to da MAN

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