Blue Door
Used to open that blue door
Always still at that corner
And when I walk into it,
the music played and played even stronger

Swallowed the good music
Trough my ears onto my heart
And played on it will and still
For that song is ours

The music,that beautiful music
Sounded strong in my heart
But unheard it has become in my ears

Transcending Silence
The silence transcends idle thoughts
Havoc seems to mirror
Senses that played, mingles at the moments
The moments I have riveted in my mind
The moments of our trade in bond
In hopes of revival seems to linger...

Breath
My shoulders are heavy
Face is tired and weak enough to smile
My eyes are bleak and dull
Can’t seem to bring my eyebrows to rise
Depressed and frowned it succumbed
My heart felt tight and isolated
My thoughts see doubts
My hopefuls see distance
My feet are just as heavy to walk it
For all I resort is to pull a breath
And let free with it my load…
:: 21 December 2003 ::

Blissful Ignorance
Sitting still
The rushing blood tunneling through the veins seem cold
Can't talk too much, can't think too much
Conversations becomes noises
Ideas are just clouds in the head
Passing clouds

Eyes wide open
None in sight but white glares
Thoughts loiters like a fly in the bottle
Intelligence takes a vacation
Motion that idles is tapping of the fingers
Simple movements are just disturbing distractions

Reality becomes a flat liner before it skips again
Veils over worries and concerns
A moment of blissful ignorance
A moment of escape.

::Tuesday, September 13,2005 ::

The Kid with the Heart



A moving Ad indeed....

Pain



Pain is such a prick.
You don't need them but it just wont go away.
Guess it just proves feelings are human and human are feelings.
Time can be quite a Pill.