The past, The present, The future.. / Sunday, December 21, 2008
It was once told that The past is history and the present is a gift, where it holds the future...
I remember that another way, The past is what I have seen, the present is what i'm seeing and the future is what i dream to see...
So what makes the past, present and the future? Me, myself?
I'm living my past in my present.. and wondering about my future..
How do you put something down without feeling remorse?
I want to change... but can i?
I want to believe in wishes and dreams... but will i?
I'm checked, i have no moves left.. i asked for light, and i'm still blind.
Mom? I still cant feel you...
Home's crumbling without you..
I'm sick of this home, So sick that i'm sick of myself.
I want to believe in a dream, that it was gone, dissappeared from sight..
Where noone else frowned, nor fought...
Peace everywhere, where i could lay and rest...
In my mind in pieces i sought...
I wake up to resume the war in my chest..
/this is the me in I.
5:30 AM
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