Confession of Lonely Human

I have to block out thoughts of you so I don’t lose my head.  They crawl in like a cockroach leaving babies in my bed.  Dropping little reels of tape to remind me that I’m alone.  There's a burning in my pride, a nervous bleeding in my brain.  An ounce of peace is all I want for you. Will you never call again?  And will you never say that you love me just to put it in my face?  And will you never try to reach me?  It is I that wanted space.

Hate me today.  Hate me tomorrow.  Hate me for all the things I didn't do for you. Hate me in ways hard to swallow.  Hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you.

In a sick way I want to thank you for holding my head up late at night.  While I was busy waging wars on myself, you were trying to stop the fight.  You never doubted my warped opinions on things like suicidal hate.  You made me compliment myself when it was way too hard to take.  So I’ll drive so far away that I never cross your mind.  And do whatever it takes in your heart to leave me behind.

And with a sad heart I say bye to you and wave.  Kicking shadows on the street for every mistake that I had made.  And like a baby girl I never was a woman.  Until I saw your dark eyes cry and I held your face in my hand and then I fell down yelling “Make it go away!”  Just make a smile come back and shine just like it used to be.  Then you whispered “How can you do this to me?”

Late Post

 (I love Glee more than you, actually. hehe...)

How was your valentine’s day? 

It has been a while.  I wanted to write something, anything but I have a very serious problem; writer block.  By that I meant, I wanted to write something but I couldn’t write it properly.

I have been busy too.  Guess what (probably you don’t really care, though) I has moved out from current resident and now, I have a new place to live – may I add – this is the place that I can really call as HOME because like The Turtles say ‘imagine me and you, and you and me…’

 

Oh, have you seen Glee: I Do?  And the Quintana’s scene?  I’m one of a crew in Brittana’s ship, but I guess I’m okay with Quintana though.