You say you really know me
But exactly how much of me do you really understand?
wasted breath
Sunday, November 28, 2010 / 11:34 PM
everyone has a part of them thats burning. the hands or arms or back or neck or leg or stomach. you look around panicking. people screaming in pain, shouting in hurt. you use your bare hands to smack the fire out . the cries of people lessen, but your hands are burnt, your arms are stinging with pain. you fight back that scream of yours. you continue to smack out other's small fires as your own arm , legs and back sting from the smacking. suddenly theres so many people around you. strangers, family, friends. they're closing in on you,suffocating you, nudging you, hurting your already hurt arms and hands and legs . in sudden desperation, you bear all the pain and bite your tongue to prevent from screaming and viscously nudge your way out of the big crowd. but once you're out, everyone behind you falls down to the ground. you turn around looking at a sea of bodies on top of each other. expressionless with their eyes closed. suddenly you yourself burst out into flames. unable to hold your scream, you let loose a bloodcurdling scream. a friend comes up to try to help, but the flames are too big. you dont want to hurt your friend with your fire, you run away but your friend chases you. all of a sudden you fall into a hole, and --
clawing your own arm, drenched in sweat, huddled on the floor. dragging yourself back to reality. heart palpitating, head spinning, realizing that you are screaming against your pillow.
You say you really know me
But exactly how much of me do you really understand?
wasted breath
Sunday, November 28, 2010 / 11:34 PM
everyone has a part of them thats burning. the hands or arms or back or neck or leg or stomach. you look around panicking. people screaming in pain, shouting in hurt. you use your bare hands to smack the fire out . the cries of people lessen, but your hands are burnt, your arms are stinging with pain. you fight back that scream of yours. you continue to smack out other's small fires as your own arm , legs and back sting from the smacking. suddenly theres so many people around you. strangers, family, friends. they're closing in on you,suffocating you, nudging you, hurting your already hurt arms and hands and legs . in sudden desperation, you bear all the pain and bite your tongue to prevent from screaming and viscously nudge your way out of the big crowd. but once you're out, everyone behind you falls down to the ground. you turn around looking at a sea of bodies on top of each other. expressionless with their eyes closed. suddenly you yourself burst out into flames. unable to hold your scream, you let loose a bloodcurdling scream. a friend comes up to try to help, but the flames are too big. you dont want to hurt your friend with your fire, you run away but your friend chases you. all of a sudden you fall into a hole, and --
clawing your own arm, drenched in sweat, huddled on the floor. dragging yourself back to reality. heart palpitating, head spinning, realizing that you are screaming against your pillow.
So tell me about the rumours
Are they only rumours, or are they only lies?
biography
if only things remained like it did...
Jackie
what happened? i thought you said i could trust you?
yes, just call me Jackie. i'd prefer that.
i'm just the average everyday girl trying to make it through life.
smile :) its good to always have a smile on that face :)
dont tell me i'm crying. coz i'm not.
if you have nothing to say, then just leave.
-That's me. Accept it, Love it, Hate it. i dont care.
Falling out of a perfect dream
have you felt as if your world crashed right on top of you?
comments
you count down ten to one because when on zero you can smile
Funny how easily you crushed the trust
When it took you years to just build it.
affiliates
down the beaten track, along the river with an empty bank