Archive for April, 2009
Of The Tired City And Holland Village
Posted in Uncategorized on April 29, 2009| Leave a Comment »
2nd Week
Posted in Uncategorized on April 27, 2009| Leave a Comment »
Finale
Posted in Uncategorized on April 22, 2009| Leave a Comment »
Temporary
Posted in Uncategorized on April 19, 2009| Leave a Comment »
Philophobia
Posted in Uncategorized on April 15, 2009| Leave a Comment »
Worried/Alone
Posted in Uncategorized on April 14, 2009| Leave a Comment »
Awake/Preperation/Forever Failure
Posted in Uncategorized on April 11, 2009| Leave a Comment »
Cause your mind feels such temptation
And your ways appear a total lack of faith
You may feel elation
At your body’s re-creation
And that joy you need, restricted by one thought
Are you forever – loss of purpose in a passive life
Are you forever – pale, regarded as a waste of time
High times are courageous
But in truth they suit no purpose
Induced, reduced, unable and afraid……
Can you feel rejection
And a lack of motivation
And the joy you need restricted and delayed
Concern/Willows
Posted in Uncategorized on April 8, 2009| Leave a Comment »
On this day I lay to rest
My life is ending, my soul is wrought
Time has come to breathe my last
On these weeping willows, I’m coming home
Overwhelmed by lingering distraught
My faith lies dwindling, my heart is sore
Tender breeze upon my skin
On these weeping willows, my mind’s at rest
Everything I learnt
Everyone I loved
Every time I smile
Everything I believed in
The reasons were true
The seasons were blessed
Foundations of my life
Are they simply illusions?
With everything lost
My purpose – a delusion
My breath runs cold in this mighty storm
My hope lies dying, my dreams are crushed
Bequeath my life, bequeath my soul
On these weeping willows, I’m coming home
Withered and blue shall be the way I’ll be
My conscience fading, my smile is lost
On this day I’ll breathe my last
On these weeping willows, I’m coming home
The reasons were true
The seasons were blessed
The reasons were true
The reasons were pure
The seasons endured
The reasons were pure
On this day I’ll breathe my last
On these weeping willows, I’m coming home
Ah, this ever warming light
Father, it’s me
I’m coming home
Love/Life
Posted in Uncategorized on April 7, 2009| Leave a Comment »
kit. love is watching someone die. says:
the ghost woman and the hunter. says:
life is a continuous battle lol
Of Enthrall Masquerade And My Female Counterpart
Posted in Uncategorized on April 5, 2009| Leave a Comment »