PoeticaL
cluttering the net since 2001

I still haven't....

Sunday, Mar. 03, 2002
Last night I tossed and turned and tossed and turned and realized I don't like sleeping alone in a big quiet apartment that sounds like nothing. Where are my doggies scratching? Where is the rythmic sounds of another human being breathing?

Silence is so loud, so ear shattering...so empty.

I called "him" and he told me "you'll be ok now, now that I finally got you to stick up for yourself, now that you don't need me anymore."

And then I called James and he told me a fairytale that he made up, quite nice, about a princess alone in her bedroom......

Sometimes I look at the grass and it doesn't seem green on any side. It's just grass. Useless nothing stuff.

-PoeticaL

I have spoke with the tongue of angels
I have held the hand of a devil
It was warm in the night
I was cold as a stone

But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for

I believe in the kingdom come
Then all the colors will bleed into one
Bleed into one
Well yes I'm still running

You broke the bonds and you
Loosed the chains
Carried the cross
Of my shame
Of my shame
You know I believed it

But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for...

U2
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