Rupert, pass me that key – its old, this key, so cold and rusty, Into the hole, i see before me, i glance through, I see parts of a mysterious glory. have you seen the side that hides, from me and you and all the world too? in depths of darkness the mystery resides, in …
sometimes i think we are born to die, a life of living, a desparate urge to satisfy that which makes us cry. ’tis not solid this that I’m giving; maybe my soul is heavy tonight, it dreams to heaven so silently though, as if to not wake the mind that goes, so quietly beneath this …
break this dream i have tonight, for it gives me only false light. Take these thoughts from me, and leave me here lonely, Maybe the sides of these walls have broken and my pain is seeping through, though i only ask this of you Will you, take my eyes and see my life, and make …
Sometimes i cry for no good reason, sometimes i think i’m falling backwards knowing that i’m going to hit my head on the edge, sometimes i think i have no grounding like im swimming in mid air, sometimes i wonder how special things are and why they dont see them too, i wonder the cottages …
I’m not too sure…of what or where this is, this place I’m at here now…Its quiet now – the people have left for home, i’m alone – very alone – but safe, i look to one side and then to the other opposite side, its cool – Its me,by myself here close to something, though …
i like not to pretend to know what you mean or feel, though i think today i do. maybe you’re right, maybe we are pulled and thrown around by stuff we can’t see or don’t want to see. And its sometimes odd,strange and sometimes insignificant and seemingly unnoticible things that can make the *real* impacts …
I feel safe when i don’t know you and you don’t know me. I feel safe when i know that no one can know me and enter my mind and thoughts. I fear the oppertunites of love and relationship for fear of security breaches and my ungaurded beaches, where i walk and speak with the …
We are all at various stages of the same development development.
I never felt this kind of incredibile closure, of quietness and calm. I wonder sometimes the reasons behind my tendancies – perhaps they’re flights of fancy? I come to see more than you, for what you meant to me – my friend, my aquintance a love on a diffirent level. can it be again i …
Sometimes i wonder about all this stuff, the world, love and the human spirit and family and me. Sometimes i wonder hopw wonderful everything is, how wonderful life is and people and feelings and beauty and gratitude and fun, fun is is the everlasting smile on the face of beauty. How wonderfull and lucky I …