three O clock in the morning -- its raining outside -- feels cold without the blanket -- squinting at this screen. makes me wonder ... how all the illusions are swept away .. all things you've dreamed up crashing down even before you've put up anything.
and in the loss i don't lose this silly pride.. this notion that having engineered a waste of a life is license enough to lecture and try to edit others lives.
three o clock in the morning, it's cold and lonely , unsettling and depressing-- that i have to forget this dream i dreamt of you. i've given up -- but hoped it would have ended better ... ended too soon , abrupt , hard and crushing .
should probably go to sleep .. more presentations, case studies and term papers when i wake up . just lost interest... go to sleep.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment