if i only knew what regret meant

yes, you're just listening to my boring rants

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

wishes

the storekeeper had no dreams to sell
so i bought a wish from the wishing well
the water was cool and dark and deep
the well had many secrets in its keep

i looked to the bottom with a grin
and i quickly tossed my small coin in
i closed my eyes and scratched my head
"i wish i was something else" i said

"if i was a bird, i could live in a tree
or maybe a fish so i could swim the sea
if i was a lion, i'd growl and roar"
i wished and wished, and wished some more

i waited awhile, then suddenly
the well threw my coin back to me
and from the bottom a voice was heard
"you're not a lion, fish or bird"

"you're a special child and only you
are able to make your wish come true"

astrocow
18:41

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

sometimes

sometimes you feel like a broken angel on the ground
sometimes you feel like a symphony without a sound
sometimes you feel like a lock without a key
sometimes its just the things that you see

sometimes you feel like a flower without petals
sometimes you feel like a perm without curls
sometimes you feel like a building without stairs
sometimes its just that you're in despair

sometimes you feel like an eagle that cant soar
sometimes you feel like a lion that cant roar
sometimes you feel like a fish out of water
sometimes its just the things that hamper

perhaps sometime u'll forget these sometimes
and perhaps i'd have forgotten how words rhymes
but this time do think through carefully
about have you chosen what to be.

astrocow
18:59

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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