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on the face of it,
i'm kooky. like a coffin nail ;
i'm bent, crooked, twisted and looped.
arched and kinky, wayward and warped.
set in concrete, you can't change me. |
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7:44 PM, NOT HIM NOT HER
Saturday, April 19, 2008
NOT HIM NOT HER having the world turn its back to me not just the world, and even me with no confusions, no excuses to back up my denial, with words from those people who i thought wouldnt call me liar they're all saying things to each other but some forget others spill and others forget what some feel thru that is how i came to feel this very day this hurt i'm feeling hinting the words, so simply they do thinking my brain has the wisdom of a fool i know what they mean, so well i do i just think of ways to cover up my woes raking up excuses in thoughtless ways running in circles around this haze searching for an exit in this f**kin maze i cant find an exit, and now i'm fazed but somehow i tried and i tried and i tried and i saw a light at the end of a tunnel i fell to my knees shouting words of delight it was there and then that i realised god's love it wasnt that guy who saved me and neither was the saviour that girl it was the faith god gave me that left me unperturbed and it was there i realised that some things aren't worth the worth that only god has, in this immaculately immature effink world. thank you pass me that daiquiri splendidly sane |