Who believes in love anymore? Love is just like religion. You want it so so so much to be real. But its not now is it? Deep down you know its not. Its just how long a temporary attraction lasts. Its only a feeling.

 
I feel the void between the stars that cluster,
As they swirl around me.
I feel them close,
Beyond much that is distant.
Distant to much that is close.
To each a star smiles.
To me the dark beckons with the haunting breeze that cannot be felt.
And plays the crimson tune to which cannot be heard.
But her fair hand reaches enough to hold mine.
Fingers intertwined i clasp tightly and stand ,
To my only salvage from the distorted wreck of past.
That it is amongst all else - blinding.
My blood breathe's her careful scent.
My eyes bleed with her lurid gaze
Simplicty ressurected what I carefully buried so deep.

I feel a star's smile.

Merci.

posted by Div at 18:36

 
Sentiment in every note
Vibrance in the multi-tudinal rapidness.
Ah,
The classical flamenco of depression...
It is encased in a fortified stone of...plastic
Amour! Touche!...
I cannot feel as I did.
Not now, not forever.
Because,
Purity is piercingly hard to endure
When it stretches beyond what you would choose to choose.
I am burying my hurt so deep it is infecting me.
Should i climb out?
Its so comfortable to be away,
Away from the cloistering noise of life.
My eyes need refilling i think.
My incessant ramblings are confusing me.
I need.

- To whomever needs as much
U have company.
posted by Div at 06:58