

Saved by the deadI pushed away the feelings, As they threatened to overwelm. I felt like I was drowning. Always pushed back under, Yet eachtime I had hope, Hope that I would break the surface, That I might finally be free. I felt crushed. Like the weight of it all, Every single event of that year, Was pushing down on me. I tried to run away, Only to discover I was frozen, In time and in place. I tried to get away, But I knew it was in vain. And so I just gave up. Gave in, Let the current take me. I finally broke the surface. Land and freedomSaved by the dead


VoicesI felt the bodies all around me, Pushing, shoving, just drifting along. I tried to make sense of the mess. I heard millions of convorsations. Wispered or shouted, It was all the same. The same stories with different names, The same people with different faces. As I struggled up stream I heard them. Snippets of songs, Molding together to form a loud and constant noise. But then, Like a life ring thrown into the middle of a storm, I heard it. One noise above all the others. I spun around, Looking for the source of the voice. It started to driftVoices


DreamingMy mind tells me I am sleeping,Dreaming
And I admit that I agree,
For how could this happen
In life and not a dream?
And so I no longer trust,
For even my mind decives.
He tells me he's not leaving,
But I know he really will.
Cause once I'm in the real world,
He will always disapear...
How can this be different?
I refuse to even hope.
I was just thinking about drinking tea and ordering people about and doing other tribadellic things. I hope you are doing the same.
Hey, guess what? Matt's mom gave us a ride home the other day and dropped Derek off first. So now I know exactly where he lives, and it's amazingly close to my house! Lucky for him he's not Dar-Wei.
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Be what you would seem to be- or if you'd like it put more simply- Never imagine yourself to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not othewise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be.
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"That is a load of shenanigins!" --Jon Y.
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