a little bit of a resurrection
my life journal: cutmedown








reluctance


the only thing that i know for certain is that these days are flying by. screaming past me like mad trains in the dark. taking in these sights & baby i don't see a thing. taking in these sounds & baby we don't hear a thing. if only in the mist, if only in the twilight, if only we could do whatever it takes to find happiness.

i drove down dirty streets tonite, looking for something pure. something true. there are pieces of me that i know i will never get back. pieces of me have been lost to love, to life. lost somewhere on those hot, black top streets.

i can't give forever & i can't promise tomorrow. i can laugh & i can cry, but i can't kiss soft lips goodbye. again.


written on 2003-07-04 at 11:34 p.m.

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