Tuesday, February 22. 2011
thanks for making me laugh
another new day, another new way
a few things different on display
and still the same old rotten habit
of thinking men and women seperate
you might as well think
that you're in love
you might even feel
like a hand in glove
you might as well know
you've got enough
but as if spoken from high above:
thanks for making me laugh
another new land, another new friend
a bit more hope and trust at hand
and still the same old rotten habbit
of thinking men and women seperate
you may be in search
of yesterday
you may be in the mood
to game and play
you may not really have
much more to say
but as if spoken from far away:
thanks for making my day
just like spoken from high above:
thanks for making me laugh
another new soul, another new heart
a great big distance keeping apart
and still the same old rotten habbit
of thinking men and women seperate
you could always say
you've never been shy
you could always say
you don't know why
and there's hardly any
thing you deny
but as if spoken from quite near by:
thanks for making me cry
and just like spoken from far away:
thanks for making my day
and just like spoken from high above:
thanks for making me laugh
© 2011
songworthy?
Book Name: Zen - The Path of Paradox, Vol 2
a few things different on display
and still the same old rotten habit
of thinking men and women seperate
you might as well think
that you're in love
you might even feel
like a hand in glove
you might as well know
you've got enough
but as if spoken from high above:
thanks for making me laugh
another new land, another new friend
a bit more hope and trust at hand
and still the same old rotten habbit
of thinking men and women seperate
you may be in search
of yesterday
you may be in the mood
to game and play
you may not really have
much more to say
but as if spoken from far away:
thanks for making my day
just like spoken from high above:
thanks for making me laugh
another new soul, another new heart
a great big distance keeping apart
and still the same old rotten habbit
of thinking men and women seperate
you could always say
you've never been shy
you could always say
you don't know why
and there's hardly any
thing you deny
but as if spoken from quite near by:
thanks for making me cry
and just like spoken from far away:
thanks for making my day
and just like spoken from high above:
thanks for making me laugh
© 2011
songworthy?
Book Name: Zen - The Path of Paradox, Vol 2
dragon diary
With the minute of you realising how much you have missed and and how far you have gone, a feeling of being controlled, even possessed, has fought that other feeling we were so worried about.
It all changed with this first argument we had one night, about me wanting to understand so desperately that you could not bear it. You then came, and after, became sick.
Now I sense no longer the same affectioned desire from you. I feel you are filling in, fulfilling my expectation, or better, fulfilling what you believe to be my expectation.
This is eating me alive. I do not even know whther there is any positive feeling left from either of us. Apart from fear, I mean, ever so negative and destroying.
I am just scared to be alone again.
And do I like it if you tell me, you adore me? Of course, I do.
I'll let you go any time.
And I will try to face this feeling of being put up to a task I cannot handle.
It all changed with this first argument we had one night, about me wanting to understand so desperately that you could not bear it. You then came, and after, became sick.
Now I sense no longer the same affectioned desire from you. I feel you are filling in, fulfilling my expectation, or better, fulfilling what you believe to be my expectation.
This is eating me alive. I do not even know whther there is any positive feeling left from either of us. Apart from fear, I mean, ever so negative and destroying.
I am just scared to be alone again.
And do I like it if you tell me, you adore me? Of course, I do.
I'll let you go any time.
And I will try to face this feeling of being put up to a task I cannot handle.
dragon diary
With the minute of you realising how much you you have missed and and how far you have gone, a feeling of being controlled, even possessed, has fought that other feeling we were so worried about.
It all changed with this first argument we had one night, about me wanting to understand so desperately that you could not bear it. You then came, and after, became sick.
Now I sense no longer the same affectioned desire from you. I feel you are filling in, fulfilling my expectation, or better, fulfilling what you believe to be my expectation.
This is eating me alive. I do not even know whether there is any positive feeling left from either of us. Apart from fear, I mean, ever so negative and destroying.
I am just scared to be alone again.
And do I like it if you tell me, you adore me? Of course, I do.
I'll let you go any time.
And I will try to face this feeling of being put up to a task I cannot handle.
It all changed with this first argument we had one night, about me wanting to understand so desperately that you could not bear it. You then came, and after, became sick.
Now I sense no longer the same affectioned desire from you. I feel you are filling in, fulfilling my expectation, or better, fulfilling what you believe to be my expectation.
This is eating me alive. I do not even know whether there is any positive feeling left from either of us. Apart from fear, I mean, ever so negative and destroying.
I am just scared to be alone again.
And do I like it if you tell me, you adore me? Of course, I do.
I'll let you go any time.
And I will try to face this feeling of being put up to a task I cannot handle.
Monday, February 21. 2011
dragon diary
I decided not to waste this category on fiction. Since my fiction is, most of the time, a waste, anyway.
Today, again, just like so many times before, we had to get comfortable with each other again. As if time differed. As if each period of separation was going to affect us in any way, change us somehow, make us different.
It did not take long though.
But it was informative.
Today, again, just like so many times before, we had to get comfortable with each other again. As if time differed. As if each period of separation was going to affect us in any way, change us somehow, make us different.
It did not take long though.
But it was informative.
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