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Sunday, November 7, 2004


Broken inside.....
'....There's nowhere to go, no where to go, to dry her eyes. Broken inside....' --Avril Lavigne, Nobody's home.

Yeah, that's about how I'm feeling right now. Nothing seems to be working out. Nothing. I'm just....drifting away from everything. I'm losing my christian faith, for one thing. Everytime I look at something from the faith, it just seems more and more biased and ridiculous.
Right, I had a go at a poem. I'm not feeling great, so it didn't turn out great.

She died

I couldn't tell you why
She was dead inside
I guess, so long ago,
she must have died.
I didn't know how to help her
I went with the crowds
Stumbling along
It seemed easy like that.

But what about her
What was her life?
Was it easy?
Will she mend?

Her desires are hidden
She lost it, she's lost it
Somewhere along the line.
She died.
Her tears are empty
She's empty, she's burning
She's burning inside

I never knew what she went through
She felt it...
Everyday
Weren't we meant to be kind?
She's lost, she's hollow
No one can save her now

Would sheshe cry?
Because of me
The reasons why
She couldn't see
She's so different
Doesn't she just want peace?

Her grave is the schoolyard
Her tears are insults
Her funeral march is
the route back home


Yeah it's not brilliant. It shall be oficially the sister piece to 'An Empty Shell'.
DO excuse me if I post less and less. Just deak with it, kay, if there's even anyone reading this.
I'm going now. Gunna go train on FFX-2
Oh, and, Dark Sephy? If you happen to stumble across this, let me answer your comments on BL:
This strike isn't pointless. And it's not just because of that fight, either.
Yes, I do love BL, but the place is just deteriorating, as am I, and, anyway, I need some time away.
And your last comment: maybe you dont know me like you think you do. i'm sorry to dissapoint you so. Maybe I'm not who you think I am.

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