I will...

I will live
I will die.
I will laugh
I will cry.
But i won't wait for you again
In the rain
Like i did last night.
Goodbye.

Saturday, 17 October 2009

Dream world

He is living in a total dream world. He thinks that within a few months you can buy a car, learn to drive, pass your tests and be on the road. Considering we are dirt poor students who have minimum wage jobs that will be impossible! I don't think his time frame matches those of reality. He moves so fast he expects the world to move along with him. What if I'm too slow and he gets bored with me? What if he realises he's stuck on fast forward whilst I'm happy on play? Urgh! I want to scream out loud and/or just pack up and leave forever. I don't want to do this anymore. I want to go home... wherever that is.

Wednesday, 14 October 2009

A dark night ahead

I've lost all the faith i had in life and hope. I just feel so bleak and hopeless now. Even he can't help me. He's a part of the reason. I love him too much. I can't bear it anymore. He laid his hand on my back to guide me away from walking into a pole and it rested there for ages afterwards and i read so much into that it's stupid! Onto another subject. It's gonna take years to get to where i want to be and i don't mind paying my dues but what i do mind is people telling me what i want and when i should get it. It's not fair and he still expects me to fight for it and i don;t ant to anymore i just want to give up and let go.

Sunday, 11 October 2009

Fear + loss = pain.

I feel so mixed up, but so empty. I feel hollow but not enough that all emotion is completely erased - that would be too kind. There's only one feeling left though: fear. Fear of losing him, fear that my plans for the future will backfire and fear that they will never happen. I hate this... I want it all to stop. I want him to hold me and tell me that everything will be OK but it won't be. Because one day he'll leave me again.

poetry of the damned


It's not fair.
I don't know who i am.
Why do i feel this way?
I'm never able to be myself. Not really.
There's always a piece locked away.
A secret i won't ever say.
A lie i'll never reveal.
I made a mistake. It cost me everything.
I'll never be the same again.
No one knows who i really am.
He thought he knew me, but he didn't.
She thought she saw me, but she didn't.
What they thought they knew and saw was a shadow of what was real.
Of what i really feel.
I'll never fit in. I'm an outsider. For that i thank God everyday!
Who wants to be cool when that includes getting drunk, smoking and screwing around?
But why does being an outsider have to be so hard?
I am different. More different than you know.
That's the point really... You will never know. Because i will never tell.

untitled


perseverance is what they say my strength is
They must be right
because i got hurt again tonight
Yet i'm still ready to love
Rebound is my second name
But not in the way you might think
I wish i could hate you
But i don't have the strength
One day my heart will not be able to hold on anymore
will not react to heartbreak with immunity
i think today is that day.