idle musings

Posted on | June 18, 2007 | Comments Off

time was sand,
and it slipped through my fingers,
and as quickly the night slips away..
as lost in time i float along,
on waves of negative certainty,
waiting for you,
certain that you will not come,
sometimes i remember,
other times i remember even more…

what was the myth of hope that i propagated,
a desire of like atlantis,
and why do we dream…

i wonder when it will be time again..
time to NOT remember,
time to let the pain rest,

do you ever wonder,
why we had to be that way?
what was the ordinate of hope?
or the abscissa of hate?
do you ever wonder,
about the life we never had?
the simple pleasures we were denied?

i wonder where you are,
i wonder why i live.
and sometimes i wonder..
what are ashes worth when no phoenix is to rise?
why do we love and what is hate?

i can not hate hate you..
so why did you?

a lifetime venture..
all in vain!!

listening to:what’s left of me(nick lachey)

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