Sleepless Writings for Sunday, October 26, 2003

As the sun sets earlier, and rises too late My mood is a balloon that too easily deflates I bounce around, I’m off the walls Until my animation stalls Dormant I lay, nothing to smile for Nothing I value, nothing I abhor No sadness so strong that I may cry No reason for me not to die Topsy-turvy and... Sign in to see full entry.

NEW FEELINGS How could it be? After all that has happened You aren’t with me In the end Drifted apart Only passing glances A hole in my heart Took too many chances Don’t know what I want Don’t know what I have What’s in my heart And what’s in my head? Delusions of you Fixing it all Now I see the... Sign in to see full entry.