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In the attic of a crumbling house at the village’s edge, the Archivist wrote ceaselessly. The walls sweated with damp, the floor sagged beneath mountains of paper. He called it the record.
It has just turned seven On a Saturday eve I should be sat downstairs With the kids on my knees But I am laid up in bed, alone and in such pain As my old black dog Paces up and down to a new...
Do you ever feel left out standing in a room, all alone. -Even if many people are around, could be your friends or family. Do you ever feel not part of anything, not there, as if you don't exist...
it's been 28 hours. since she stared at me. speechless. since I felt attractive. since I was surrounded. by people that found me interesting. that saw what I let them see. and nothing else.
From this tiny cell, I can hear the world moving. The trees growing. People talking. Always. My little cell. But in here I'm safe. People won't disturb me here, In my happy place. My solitude.
Theres a light in the darkness. Its getting closer too. When it reaches my heart then all will be good again. Now im grey and tired. Soggy and dried out. But ive found it never helps to pout.
My mind is too fuzzy right now. It's way to fuzzy to breath. My mind is too fuzzy right now. And I'm hoping that somebody sees. Cause I'm lying here alone. All these marks upon my soul. I'm dyin here.
Sitting on a chair, Looking out a window, Thinking about everything, Wondering what my life had to show.
A thousand distorted voices Trapped behind the glass. Taking a moment to fleet, Letting the pain pass. A thousand distorted voices Shouting to me as one.
2 years earlier.... Jet woke up in a daze how long had it been sense the figures had come. Where was he. And when. "You finally woke up" said the agent. "Where am I and what time is it?" Jet asked.
It started fine. But slowly it was changing. From a dream. To a nightmare. This cant be happenig. I need to wake up. But i realize. Im not dreaming. This is reality. My reality. And its changing.
Memories merging. Time is pushing on. I'm waiting waiting waiting. Half believing you've forgot. Your face is burned into my mind. I sit staring at the floor. I'm waiting waiting waiting.
Barking dog barks loud, Growling at me for an hour I wish it was out. I wish it was out Growling at someone else now In a park outside… It wags its’ tail now.
'It is said there is no sin, In killing a beast, Only in killing a man.
You know I always stay up without sleeping, And think to myself, What will I do in the time being, Until I figure out myself wealth.
I'm standing on a bridge, I'm waiting in the dark, I thought you'd be here, Not looking in the park.
I wonder if you'll experience what you did to me. Would you find it lonely sitting under a tree. On your own with a seat for one. When the clouds are always blocking the sun.
I do love the moon. But the night falls too soon. Yes I love its silver beams on the sand dune. But painful memories start hunting my cocoon. When the night falls, the house goes quiet.
I opened my eyes and the snow was falling, converting the world around me into an unused canvas. It was just settling, too early for human disturbance or the sun's poison rays.
From round the world in 80 days imagination has advanced to technology's new obsessive craze, to deliver life to Mars.
No one understands the stress, No one gets the trouble, Often I wish I was them, Outside my little bubble.
I saw you last night. You were cold and shaking in the light rain.
#acorn. Not feeling the pain anymore. Staring all day and night at the floor. Not wanting to cry anymore. My tears are dry as I told you before. Not wanting to talk anymore.
A chilly breeze whips bare trees, Traces in the pure white ground. Some cold nips at hidden skin, And loneliness is abound. No birds out to chirp and sing, Fish are trapped under ice sheets.