La Tortura
With careful grace, the silhouette drifts across an ocean of cries. Clearly this partial shadow emits uncompromising brilliance that seems to us that we are the only ones who appear to notice. Now I’m left in disarray and a handful of silent reveries. Another victim to all the responses, I can only turn away from the moment and collect my thoughts before I lose myself in them. Do what I do best to lose that aggravating gravity and its accelerating encumbrance… yes white discussions and idle talk, anything to get my mind off the haunting possibility of a beginning and its pretty consequences. Would be nice to feel alive again…
hm.. wat a charming thoughts..
yes,that’s a part of life.. welcome back in this world..
Margaret said this on August 1, 2006 at 8:21 am
it’s creepy isn’t? we all in the circle, just like waiting for godot..yeah, what a life..take it or leave it..
Silvia said this on August 2, 2006 at 12:38 am
brilliant writer… ;p
- apple - said this on August 6, 2006 at 7:10 pm
what i think about you is your an optimist. cool!
Simply Red said this on March 20, 2007 at 1:31 pm