I couldn't tell you why she felt that way.
She felt it everyday.
Her feelings she hides. Her dreams she can't find.
She's losing her mind. She's fallen behind.
She can't find her place. She's losing her faith.
She's fallen from grace. She's all over the place.
She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.
Jun 28, 2008
ohm is where the heart is
Posted by Gaia at 1:53 PM 1 comments
Jun 25, 2008
20/20
this fountain of regret,
this looking back with twenty-twenty
torturous hindsight
if i knew then what i know now
this mountain of remorse
won’t repeat with my understanding
this wouldn’t have happened
if i knew then what i know now
Posted by Gaia at 1:23 PM 2 comments
Jun 23, 2008
cycles
when i remember bygone days
i think how evening follows morn;
so many i loved were not yet dead,
so many i love where not yet born
[o.n.]
Posted by Gaia at 2:57 AM 1 comments
Jun 9, 2008
Jun 6, 2008
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