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Tuesday, August 31, 2004

truth and reality

hear truth
and see reality
but what is true?
and what is real?


when only the blind leads the blind
and the truth with its many forms are intertwined
what real truth will we find?


when tinted gray and seen with half closed eyes
when we hear what is unheard except to us
and see what we want but not what is before us?


can reality be true?

can truth be real?

When we say goodbye....

when we say goodbye

i will not cry



i will hold you in my arms
and tell you how much you mean to me


but i will not cry


i will touch your face and give you a kiss
and tell you of all the things i'll miss


but i will not cry


i will hold your hand and place it to my heart
for you to know that you will always be there


but i will not cry


i will curse fate for allowing this time, this space
and i will curse myself for allowing it to come this far in the first place


but i will not cry


but when i look back, i will remember you.
and how you made me feel


i will know we hand something
something real


then nothing will or can stop this welling inside


but when we say goodbye....


i will not cry

Morning Mist

our love was like the dew

our love was like the mist

it came in the dawn and left in the morning

even before we kissed



there was something

and there was nothing

it was a threshold of feeling




my love was at the door

i thought he would come in

but he left

he left without saying



he was like the dew

he was like the mist

he came in the dawn and left in the morning

even before we kissed

Tuesday, August 24, 2004

a mirage

a love i hoped
a love i wished

i found a love
i though i missed

or was it just a mirage?

but it looked real
and it felt real

what more proof do i need?
than the look in his eyes
and the touch of his hand

but as the sun set on the sahara sand...
gone were his eyes
gone were his touch

and so it was...

just a mirage...

my everything

the path was steep
the way was hard
the stars all seemed too far
i closed my eyes
so i couldn't see
what i was missing
... beyond my reach

as i held on
held on to a hand
a hand i didn't even know how to hold
but still... i held on

and in the face of fame
i chose anonimity
in the face of riches
i chose poverty
in the face of love
i chose loneliness
i turned my back
... in the face of success

no one could fathom the doors that i've closed
yet no one sees what my heart knows

i find my riches in her hugs
i have my fame in her eyes
when she holds my hand
... i know my purpose
her touch, her smile
... is comfort enough

i have not lost a thing
coz in my arms...
i have her
i have
... my everything

i searched not

i searched not
in the cold of night
i searched not
in a night of frozen desire
i searched not
or did i?

and yet i found a burning fire
in my hand i held the flame
it was warm to the touch
i held in pain
it burned my hand
it hurt too much
i didn't understand

flame my enemy
flame my friend
you keep me warm
yet you burn my hand


Thursday, August 19, 2004

i'm not crazy

[Unwell by Matchbox 20]

All day
Staring at the ceiling
Makin' friends with shadows on my wall
All night
Hearing voices telling me that I should get some sleep
Because tomorrow might be good for something
Hold on
Feeling like I'm headed for a breakdown and
I don't know why

Well I'm not crazy
I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay a while and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy
I'm just a little impaired
I know, right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be

Me,
talking to myself in public
And dodging glances on the train
And I knowI know they've all been talkin' bout me
I can hear them whisper
And it makes me think that there must be something wrong with me
Out of all the hours thinkin
Somehow I've lost my mind

Well I'm not crazy
I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay a while and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me

I'm not crazy
I'm just a little impaired
I know, right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be

I've been talkin in my sleep
Pretty soon they'll come to get me
Yeah, they're takin' me away

Well I'm not crazy
I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay a while and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me