if i only knew what regret meant

yes, you're just listening to my boring rants

Monday, September 29, 2008

end of the line.

what a busy week.. sorry for the hiatus guys. am back now, alive and kicking - or am i? i gotta be strong and hold these tears back.
"Beautiful" is what you are,
those who wanna know the result of the fiasco, here it is. i paid them another $35, so meaning i got the $15 they collected = $400 rental, no more no less. but they still have not fixed the damn heater. not helping, but i can't breakdown in the office.
"And I Am Telling You I'm Not Going" - for real?
i had actually written another piece meant to posted up by last friday, but time was really too tight. due to the sequences of events, i'm replacing it with another one. it's too late, i'm weak.
"I Could Get Used To This", maybe, hopefully.
somehow it seems like the songs i received tell a story.

ever realised when people tell you they've signed on the dotted line as they get married, a dotted line is a broken line? i don't know, go figure.

* * * * *

i know i cant express
this feeling of tenderness
there's so much i wanna say
but the right words just dont come my way
i just know when i'm in your embrace
this world is a happy place

* * * * *

need... more and more
tainted misery
bleed... battle scars
chemical affinity

reign... legacy
innocence corrode
stain... rot away
catatonic overload

bloodline... redefine
death contagious deity
scorch... kill the light
nothing but a fallacy

choke... asphyxia
snuff reality
reaper... butchery
karma amputee

new consequence machine
you burn through all your gasoline
asylum overtime
nevermind...
you've reached the end of the line

time... choke the clock
steal another day
die... faithfully
narcissistic fade away

dead hourglass of time
spilt sand we will never find
we gather here today and say goodbye
cause i've reached the end of the line

twisted... jump the rail
shatter the crowd below
breaker... chase the ghost
from latest high to all-time low

well its alright, riding around in the breeze
well its alright, if you live the life you please
well its alright, doing the best you can
well its alright, as long as you lend a hand

you can sit around and wait for the phone to ring
waiting for someone to tell you everything
sit around and wonder what tomorrow will bring
maybe a pill or a diamond ring

well its alright, even if they say you're wrong
well its alright, sometimes you gotta be strong
well its alright, as long as you got somewhere to lay
well its alright, everyday is judgement day

maybe somewhere down the road aways
you'll think of me, and wonder where I am these days
maybe somewhere down the road when somebody plays
purple haze

well its alright, even when push comes to shove
well its alright, if you got someone to love
well its alright, everything will work out fine
well its alright, we're going to the end of the line

don't have to be ashamed of the car I don't drive
i'm just glad to be here, happy to be alive
it don't matter; if you're by my side
i'm satisfied

well its alright, even if you're old and grey
well its alright, you still got something to say
well its alright, remember to live and let live
well its alright, the best you can do is forgive

well its alright, riding around in the breeze
well its alright, if you live the life you please
well its alright, even if the sun dont shine
well its alright, we're going to the end of the line

* * * * *
or maybe i havent blogged because i was happy enough not to.

astrocow
13:08


I am an object lost in space
I am fear without a face
I am future without meaning
I am helping without feeling

I am twisted and deranged
I am alone in this cage
I can help if help need be
But there's a monster inside of me

He fights for freedom and control
There's a monster in my soul
Leave me without knowing why
Or run the risk of losing your life

I'll care for you, wipe away your tears
And scare away your darkest fears
For darkness is my dearest friend
And with it all my time I spend

Left all alone in my cage
Anger gives its way to rage
I fight for freedom and control
From the monster in my soul

I am weak for I always lose
Madness the escape I choose
If you should meet me on the street
Know insanity is what you'll greet

Stay not long within my presence
For it'll strike you with a vengeance
Then we both shall slip down the slope
The slope of madness without hope


welcome to my humble abyss




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