Threshold

23rd July '09

Stretched out my hand
  out of the window
    to grasp a handful of sky.
And it poured.
Right then
  onto my palm.

Something's missing
Can't find it..

Have been looking awhile now..
Looked into the past,
Peered through the present,
And stared right past the deep oblivion.

Something's missing
Can't find it..

To disturb a deep slumber.
To expect liveliness.
To show you're alive
To look for passion.
To shake.
To inflame.
     To disturb a deep slumber.
          How?
When one sleeps while you write.

I'm on a journey to sanity.
Please call me back.
Cause you know..
    I know..
        We all know..
Once I reach
I'm never coming back.

Circumstance vs Me

14th July '09

I donno if it's the circumstance...or it's me...

I donno if it's the way stuff is...or it's what I make of it..

suddenly, I don't sometimes like the stuff I say, or do...

It's like I don't like what I'm becoming..

regret stuff, the moment it's done...

Maybe the justification holds true...

and maybe it is the circumstance...

and again...

I donno if it's the circumstance...or it's me...

I donno if it's the way stuff is...or it's what I make of it..

suddenly, I don't sometimes like me...