Censorship...

Take me over...

Dying inside but nobody knows
Trying my best to let nothing show
Standing in the shadows
As I am taken over...

Pieces of me put back together
The cracks are still showing under
Letting my dreams devour me
As I am taken over...

Drowning in the air which surrounds me
The shackles hold me down, I will never be free
Standing here waiting
As I am taken over...

Fading into into obscurity and unable to stop
Emotions culminating into a single tear drop
Disappearing and forgotten
Take me over...

- have been awake the last 36 hours. I didn't sleep much the previous day either. I have been doing more or less nothing lately. My work has suffered. Suffered a lot. Been very emo lately. Do I need a reason to be so? I think not. I am physically drained. Physically, mentally, emotionally.

I don't know what to say. I don't know what to do. I sent out words, in their most honest form. No pretence. No falseness. Those words are my bare soul. They are the truth. Maybe the truth will set us free?

-tim-

Somebody...

Somebody


I want somebody to share
Share the rest of my life
Share my innermost thoughts
Know my intimate details
Someone who'll stand by my side
And give me support
And in return
She'll get my support
She will listen to me
When i want to speak
About the world we live in
And life in general
Though my views may be wrong
They may even be perverted
She'll hear me out
And won't easily be converted
To my way of thinking
In fact she'll often disagree
But at the end of it all
She will understand me


I want somebody who cares
For me passionately
With every thought and
With every breath
Someone who'll help me see things
In a different light
All the things i detest
I will almost like
I don't want to be tied
To anyone's strings
I'm carefully trying to steer clear of
Those things
But when i'm asleep
I want somebody
Who will put their arms around me
And kiss me tenderly
Though things like this
Make me sick
In a case like this
I'll get away with it

A secret...

I know who you are even though I cannot see your face.
The colours which are present, I see them but at the same time I don't.
I have no control over anything and yet everything was borne out of my thoughts.
I am confused here just as when I am not here.
What does it all mean?
Does it mean anything at all?

shhh...

I have no idea what is going on. I am so tired. Feeling very blah. Not caring about much. I have no energy for anything. And I don't know why.

If only I were ill. That would logically explain everything. But I don't think I am, so I cannot understand why I am feeling this way.

I am thinking of dropping a module. I think its a good choice. But I have to think about it a little more. Its an important decision I think.

Just so happen that this weeks how I met your mother came out. It was like an episode made for me. Lol. I really identified with this episode. At this point of time. Weird huh.

I'm finally sleeping well again. But it comes at a certain cost. I hope I can deal with everything.

Goodnight.

-tim-

Easy To Ignore..

"Easy To Ignore" By Sixpence None the Richer

You and the moon are a beautiful sight to me.
The stars in your eyes make it really hard to see you.
A night in the sun is all I really want.
You and me with the best of both for once.

Night breaks. My heart could not ache anymore.
Am I that easy to ignore?

You let your song blow right through me.
Your mighty intellect makes you mighty hard to see.
Will there come a time for me to be more to you, more to me?

Night breaks. My heart could not ache anymore.
Am I that easy to ignore?

Greed...

I want to laugh, I want to cry
I want to love, I want to die
I want to forget everything
I want to remember absolutely nothing

I want the warm and cool embrace
Of death's touch and stare into its face
I want to shed all of my tears
I want to be driven insane by all my fears

I want the sun to always shine
As long as I can say that the rain is mine
I want the stars and the moon
I only want their reflection, I want them soon

I want a flower, I want a rose
I want love's passionate throes
I want to live, I want to receive
I want to die, I want to deceive

rain...

I feel the rain upon my fingertips as they stream down my face.
The pleasant coldness of it as it evaporates leaves me wanting more.
Drop after drop it falls and falls.
I wish the rain would never end.