tisdag 14 juli 2009

saknad..

....är ett ord som inte verkar förändras med tiden. stadigvarande närvarande och lika brutal som första dagen. den omedelbara brutala sorgen har sakta sjunkit undan och bara saknaden är kvar.

somethings never change.......



Just remember in the winterfar beneath the bitter snows
lies the seed
that with the sun's love
in the spring
becomes the rose


still miss you handsome.......

you hear what i say?

the best part of us slowly dies if no one really believes they exist. what remains is just shadows of memories and the cold ashes of trust and beliefs.

hell isnt a pit full of demons
poking your flesh with a stick
its an endless dinnerparty with
all the people you just cant stand
and really hate.