A dream. A romance. A love. In Words. I think you prefer when the world "together" means not "a million," but just two.

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I was one of the insatiables. The ones you'd always find sitting closest to the screen. Why do we sit so close? Maybe it was because we wanted to receive the images first. When they were still new, still fresh. Before they cleared the hurdles of the rows behind us. Before they'd been relayed back from row to row, spectator to spectator; until worn out, secondhand, the size of a postage stamp, it returned to the projectionist's cabin. Maybe, too, the screen was really a screen. It screened us... from the world.

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Recognitions

I'm alone - that's a goddamn fact.

But that ain't all. It feels like this is going to go on forever.

Und ich weiß noch nicht mal in welche Richtung sich meine Sehnsucht bewegt. Ich weiß, dass sie da ist, ich spüre sie mein Herz zerreißen. Und ja, es gibt einige wenige, von denen ich etwas halte, aber die sind so weit weg.

Und wieso sollte ich verkrampft suchen und jemanden finden, den ich gar nicht wirklich will?
7.11.07 23:00


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Sick Again

Am I getting sick again?

I don't know.

I'm crying again. I'm wishing I'd disappear again. I'm being useless again, I am hated again.

I don't want to do this again. I can't do this again. It's too hard, too much. Not now ... not now.

I'm falling apart again. My mind is leaving again. Taking a vacation or two in nowhere.

Why me? I don't want to be sick. I'm not really healthy yet, I don't want it to get worse again. I want to be healty, I want to be free, I want to be happy at last.
25.11.07 00:11


Chages

So schnell wie sich die Realität in eine Ausnahmesituatuin entwickelt, wird eine Ausnahmesituation auch wieder zur gewohnten Realität ...
30.11.07 18:45





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