Time suddenly seemed to stand still, as if the universe wanted me to suffer the pain while it revelled in me.
The frosty white scene outside beckoned to me to take me as its sole prisoner.
And I resigned to let it take me.
The people passing by my door were further away from me than they actually were as I was submerged and forced under choppy seas made up of confused emotions and unsaid words.
Somewhere far away the whistle blew and the train pulled off and only then did the reality of losing you turn my heart into a pincushion stabbed by a thousand needles.

13-09-2010, 17:36 geschreven door outburst

06-09-2010, 18:02 geschreven door outburst

We fall down as ashes again, as we burn ourselves with lies.
Pretending to care for one another.
Hoping today is the day we die, so that we don't have to keep up with our own selfish sense of pride.
And give into our consciousness, admitting that we deceived your eyes.
Because we feed off of sympathy, and push our false lives for attention.
So now you see us in a better light, when we do not deserve this admiration.
But we continue to vomit dishonesty, hoping you do not discover our limitation.
And now the trust starts to fluster, because we know you're lying too.

06-09-2010, 17:58 geschreven door outburst