I fight with my mind to drive my subconscious back in its burrow, quiet the voices that tell me of terrible things. I walk without looking left or right, for I must keep on, I must keep moving, or else the wind will press me back the steps I have taken. I have to care that I am, I breathe, I live, or else my heart will grow hard and brittle, broken by the slightest tap. I listen to the breezes that blow the fallen leaves along the ground, and I remember when I was such as one of those leaves. I dance, sometimes, alone in my room, when the rhythm of the music playing overtakes me, like wave fronts of beat pulsing through my body. I stare into blue, blue skies, asking secret questions to myself I will never answer. I love whom I love, and I need no one to tell me why, I need no reasons at all.
me?!
6:46am friday, 14th march
lucky you..
anon.x
11:38am friday, 14th march
dance as if there is nobody watching u
sing like you do when ur alone
love like you have never been hurt
Kimberley
10:43pm friday, 14th march
you say "fight With your subconscious to drive it back", are you also able to bring forth your subconsciuos at will? via hallucinations, audible vioces (other than your own)ect.? I am really interested in knowing.
Stand
1:21am saturday, 15th march
No, Kimberly, it's mostly always there, especially if I'm alone.
me?!
Stand