I feel the loneliness settle,
It smoothers me inside,
Your scent lingers and feeds memories,
While I lay on this sheet of white.
I can’t touch or caress,
You’re so far from me,
The want and the need,
I can’t pull away.
The pitch of black envelopes the light,
I absorb you through,
Crawl under my skin,
While I lay on this sheet of white.
Where I feel I need to find out why people tend to hate me voicing my own opinions. It’s inevitable that when I do people shoot me down and try to change who I am yet I don’t want that of them. Are we such these days that verbalising opinions has become the new battle ground?
Defines the motivation to do something
I wonder of you on this line I walk, Up and over a river that follows my way, I carry a smile that’s hidden at times, But it keeps me warm and you in thought, I’m simple when it comes to the little things, And silly at the best of times, But I wish you could see, And I wish you could hear, The things that I think on this line I walk.
So I was doing this vector stuff today and the unnamed well known vector program crashed. hope I saved…………..
So i visited this wee site today (thanks chuck anderson) http://richsoilclothing.com/main.html and thought some of these where pretty cool…..
woohoo have’nt posted on here for ages whoops. just gonna give myself some props so yeah - YAY 4 ME!
For the person that continues to travel through my thoughts from day-to-day……….:)
I love kick’n it with real friends……ya know, the ones that appreciate you, what you actually bring to the table as a human being. he he.
