January 2012
posted…
i
loved
any other declension wait…….
i wish i could be the visitor on the outside of the house…
english…
the chaos of love lscked….. in fact….
i wanna be the window that never closed between the reality of a scene and the dramatic break up….
wake… up
i wish i could gesture and muster the words in a finer setting of vocabulary…
so i could
so we could…..
dine on something besides my heart….
my love this time…
lets
try….
i want to write in another laguage…
and vanquish my old tongue… my olld life……
my new regrets…
i
love
i want to read and respond…
decide and decline…..
provide and proceed
i
want
i want to learn….
so i can be….
so i can is
so i can are..
so i can fix the stature of my disaster…
so i can wake up………
and
write….
so i can be born again…..
with another physiologically stuctured….
expression…….
………… i really can say
i walk away from ignorance because its what kills me in the end…
and if i’m gradually losing minutes…
if im gradually diminishing my time on this hell…..
withstanding the overflow of ignorance you pour…
i may just live a terrible life…
… but life itself is terrible so if the one i live is terrible , its
not fulfilling its occupation and vice versing its outcome…..
so in all actuality….
when you talk about me….
i dont smile because what you say is true….
but because what you say is the only fuel i have on writing …
on happiness….
on life….
and if you continue….
i will have lived a terrible life that ended superbly….
rather than lived a great nightmare that will never end…
Indeed, it’s a strange time. But men tend to interpret things however suits them and totally miss the actual meaning of the things themselves