Tuesday, October 12, 2004

Today

Sky is greyish,
Sky is greyish and kinda blue,
Sky is greyish,
We don't talk like we used to do.

Leaves are falling,
Leaves are falling from a tree,
Leaves are falling,
You are falling away from me.

Wind is blowing,
Wind is blowing through the air,
Wind is blowing,
And I don't think you really care.

Clouds are rolling,
Clouds are rolling in the sky,
Clouds are rolling,
You make me want to fucking die.

Tuesday, October 05, 2004

#000000

I just can't or
Just couldn't
But I don't
Maybe some
One doesn't
Believe in
Anything.

Please help me

Stuttering, I am struggling
To make myself heard
Between my depressing
Thoughts and attempts to
Draw breath.

Please help

It feels like I'm waiting
For something that
May never arrive but
Could have already
Passed me by.

Please