måndag 6 juni 2011


You cowards
You just sit there
watching life float away.
You just sit there
reading this shit.
I might as well just stuff you full of lies,
what do you know.
And maybe I should.
I mean, everyone around me is full of my lies.
It's like a virus,
once it starts to spread
it's unstoppable.
Well, no
I don't want to lie anymore.
But I don't care if you do
After all this time,
I'm getting used to it.
i just have one thing to say:
Hope you choke on it.


Something is scratching its way out
Something you want to forget about
No one expects you to get up
All on your own with no one around
I know you know.

Or atleast I know you think you know

torsdag 2 juni 2011


"And the tongues by drought have
whitered at their root
We can now speak no more,
as if we have been smothered by soot."


Nobody got to see what she felt inside. The empty room where her happiness once had lived.

Are you happy now?
You've succeeded.
I'm right where you wan't me to be.
So I hope this makes you happy now.

I'll take a step, but I don't know why
I'll keep on looking for this light.
I'll join the circus, though I don't have time
I'll try to find those butterflies.

Run Shadowfax, show us the true meaning of the word haste.