10/13/05

Back into the old groove again, set it down spin round i’m starting to see the trend. It’s been years in my mind since i’ve been where i wanted. Take the best part of me and save it for another day.

Rain keeps droping down from the sky. soaking wet but i think i can still fly. The way it clings to me like old memories dredged up from the past. Retched my last bit of wit from the depths of my head. Trying to tear down the wall of lead around my heart.

I’m not far from where i began, just on the other side. Slip and slide into another day, a simple way to hide from the tension. I have a pension for talking to much about broken hearts and shattered dreams, tattered memories of life hanging onto clipped wings.

It’s Back to they way it was before the years before the ache. Back to the daily confines of every single day being wide awake. No solice in the daylight hours i’ll have to wait for night. Sleep will come and find me to carry me from my plight.

Another day of nothing is about to begin.