Sleep DeprivisionSleep drifts from me like the Fog parting from the morning dew. It escapes from me- Always just beyond my grasp. I try to trap it like some sort of Vermin; laying out devices toSleep Deprivision
Ensnare it for myself; Yet still it remains aloof and my
Work remains fruitless. Sill I keep searching for it in the Dark, the night so palpable that it clings.
Sleep somehow manages to stay aloof Though my efforts are great & many, This thing that does not wish to be
Captured and tamed becomes a Wild buffallo - a large target, stupid And yet too strong and dangerous to
False ConditionsShe hears but does not listen; She knows but does not comprehend; Instead, all she does is judge Under false conditions. Her sight is as limited as the Eagle's on a foggy day. Her understanding is but a shallow Pool of water after a May rainshower. She craves one thing, yet seeks another. Her heart is ice and stone; Her blood runs cold throughout her vains And in her heart she knows -False Conditions
But What? The secret in is the secret kept And noone dares find out, Should the mystery of the woman known Be lost forever to the wind.
Untitled 2Trapped in the solitude of desolation; Prisioner of my own lifelong game. Hearfelt truthes of contemplation Trying to give away the blame.Untitled 2
You ThinkYou think you canYou Think
Hurt me with your unkind words.
What you don't know is that
I'm stronger than you.
Your words slide off me like
Condensation on a glass of
Ice cold water
On a hot summer's day.
You can't touch me.
You can't see me.
You can't know what I feel,
Because you are nothing to me anylonger.
You, who are filled with hatred
Wrongly taken out on me.
You, who can't seem to
Control yourself.
You, whom I once trusted,
But whom now I can't stand to look
In the face. My heart breaks at the
Thought of you
A Round of Apologies
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*Star Crossed*
Alison
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nice journal
They don't sell root beer over here, i think it'd be my favourite if they did.
have a nice day!
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I am so glad You like it
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