[reality check: 1:00 a.m.]
scenario:
- bedroom, dimly lit
- girl in tears, phone in hand... staring, staring...
(fade to black in 3, 2, 1...)
i sit here
staring into space
remembering those days
when life
used to be simple
you were always
who i imagined
you\'d be
but lately
all that\'s holding us
together
is their high expectations
and your idea
of a simple life...
(you can never
find that in me)
was it real in the first place?
my eyes
can\'t help but wander
avoiding
your intense stare
afraid you\'d hear
my silent screams
piercing
this god-forsaken bedroom
and my mind
goes through several scenarios
of what it\'s like
not to be
i\'m perfectly aware
of my loneliness
slowly sinking in
like quicksand
the harder i resist
the deeper i fall
and i hide behind myself
as i slowly lose sight
of what was once mine...
...3, 2, 1, and...
Cut!
Roll playback.
- End Scene -
---
issha marie
06.06.2003
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Very emotional and it seems you have alot on your mind lately, I hope things are easier for you soon
Not to be insensitive.. but the "fade to black in 3 2 1" made me laugh.
I hope things are ok.
You know you can talk with me.
I'll a good listener.
Great feelings in this poem.
Good stuff.
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If this was about your boyfriend, I hope things are getting okay...
This was so nice, I'm going to add this to my favs...
Greaaaaaat imaginary, lovely concept!!!!!
Ik denk, en daarom besta ik...
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sorry i haven't been around much lately--end of the quarter mad work, if ya need to talk just email me
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