A Journal of Sorts
. o O ( of course I should be sleeping ) O o .
"open up the shutters on your windows unlock all the locks upon your doors brush away the cobwebs from your day-dreams no secrets come between us any more oh say it's true only love will see you through you know what love can do to you..." ~ Moody Blues ~ I used to know it was just this simple, and knowing made it just this easy... and then doubts showered down like an almost invisible rain that is so subtle you don't even know you're getting wet until the drops start trickling down your nose and you don't feel warm so wonder why you are sweating... and suddenly you're drowning in thin air... come closer, be not afraid... you are safe at home... id you ever wish for a succubus (or an incubus, or a magic bus for that matter?)... when was the last time you wished?... I mean really wished and not just rushed through the moment blowing out birthday candles or wishing the traffic would start moving again... do you know what love can do to you?... up and down turn around feel the blood rushing to your head in and out come about what's it like in your dream in bed? what exactly was your last promise? and what was the last promise you kept? did you ever get lost in a forest? and what did you lose while you slept? do you ride a high horse sit on the saddle of pride do you live in a kingdom or on the other side are the walls of your madhouse there to keep you in or to keep the world out where shall we begin? up and down turn around feel the blood rushing to your head in and out come about have you even heard a word I've said? what exactly are you feeling? and what was the last feeling you shared? do I ask too many questions? when was the last time you cared? do you live a high life sit on the throne of success do you where your heart is or at another address are the walls of your dungeon there to keep fear away or to keep it locked inside what game shall we play? up and down turn around feel the blood rushing to your head in and out come about how do you know you're not dead? ... shhhhh... make do with this instead J |
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