.standing still.

enough of crappy poems.
listen to me ramble.

have u ever tried standing still? i mean really really still. like those people who pretend to be statutes. is it even possible? even if u didn't want to move, the wind would move your hair, your brain will make your ribs move to make you breathe, your toes will wriggle from the pain.

perhaps it just goes to show that there's no such thing as a choice with which u can say u choose and can enforce, or that you really choose. since everything else can work independent of what your mind chooses. so if your mind chooses, yet u don't seem to carry out or enforce your choice, there isnt' really much point in choosing or in choices is there?

And it's ok, if you have to go away. just remember the telephone works both ways..And if I never ever hear them ring..If nothing else I'll think the bells inside.. Have finally found you someone else and that's okay - you and i both

a choice that was made,
will last for a lifetime.
for that choice i've made,
i won't waste your time.

a decade or a year,
or a month around the corner,
i'll still remember,
the chance i couldn't have for the better.

sing for me

sing for me
when my sun doesn't shine
the clouds in my face
when the moon's gone away

sing for me
like u said u would
that you'll bring me a new route
away from my doom, if u could

sing for me
when my heart's broken, u see
the wait is eternal
my dreams aren't real

sing for me
now that we are here,
that you will leave me, my dear,
to find ur smile in her.

shooting~ stars (i should have known)

games and toys, rolls and folds
hidden secrets, mistaken visions.
i should have known, because i was told,
the play, they set up to fool.

Push and pull, struggle and stumble
locked in the corner, away from the former
i should have known, because i was told,
that one day you'll be there.

stuck in a past, while you're in the present,
cramped up in the prision of ethereal presence,
i should have known, because i was told,
the promise, it was never there.

walk out i see, ruined by me,
the promise, a bright shooting star...
i should have known, because i was told,
that shooting stars weren't meant for me.

~to the one, i'll never know.