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myOtaku.com: Samejima Mamimi


Friday, December 23, 2005

Never thought it would be so hard. I never realize the things we said could make the lines fade. The walls fall. As we look up at the sky and try to find the first thought in our minds. Masks to hide our flaws. Masks to hide those tears. Eyes of dark satin. Face, so light and soft. Then the skies turn white and burn into my eyes, I try to find a salvation only to discover the light is everywhere. That incandescent light. And we stare, wondering if the days will roll by faster if only we tried. We fall to the ground and lay in the flowers so sound. The beautiful colors flow with our bodies into the highs. It shivers. No one can see. It trembles, without witness we move towards the edge. It draws us near and the earth cracks beneath our feet. Hear that ring. Into the tunnels and turns, the rocks and shards of glass cut into the skin. And rekindle those thoughts. If you could only remember. And we arrive in the air and stare at the ground. Those sweet sultry memories, that we learned to forget. Those moments long ago when we were still friends. Things weren’t that bad, and the time was right. It begins to beat and pound. Dissipation controls our minds and we go through the motions and go through the rhymes only to find that the fire just died.

I can’t be everything I want to be. I just can’t find the roads to change. My yellow colored angel. I look at that same old street from which I came. Nothing special just a way. I want to be great. I want to be beautiful. A step closer to perfection, but who needs it anyway. I fail at this game.

I’m just a disappointment.

PS. I'm really sorry about not visiting your sites in so long. I feel so rude because I feel you all expect me to expect you to comment my stuff and I don't have the common courtesy to comment yours. I promise I'll get back on the train and I'll comment everyone today and tomorrow and forever till then. Like the old days ;D
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