took a trip down memory lane
not intentional
that would make me insane
catching the tears that fell
i hid my face and gasped
ghost of my past
ghost of my subconcious
you haunt my day dreams
i remember the love
i remember the hate
i remember the hurt
catching the tears that fell
i hid my face and gasped
you see
i'll be there
at the end
of it all
i'll be there
the one to pick up the pieces
i dont care
i dont mind
as long as your fine
i'll be
your sacrificial lover
train ride - destination: me by allimenon, literature
Literature
train ride - destination: me
buy that ticket.
get on that train.
take it down the rail to nowhere.
dont look back.
just keep going.
when it stops.
i'll be there.
i'll pick you up.
save you from your despair.
befriend me as spring turns to summer
bond with me as summer turns to fall
lay beside me as fall turns to winter
stay with me as winter turns to spring
alli*
Current Residence: singapore Favourite genre of music: heartfelt poetically abstract music? Operating System: windows MP3 player of choice: Apple Ipod Favourite cartoon character: garfield Personal Quote: you may not like me ; but i like you
there is no despair so absolute as that which comes with the first moments of our first great sorrow.
when we have not yet known what it is to have suffered and healed.
to have despaired and recovered hope.
george elliot
your in a whole new world when your germified
when your body does not respon the way it shld
when half the time you feel like you gonna die
yep! it's indeed a whole new world.