Last week I talked with someone - I don't think we're friends, yet, but I wish we'll be soon ... There's no way to be sure so far but because of what I feel, still I believe he's got the most beautiful of souls, a healthy mind, a healthy heart - for once in this crazy place.
We talked about what he does ... writing songs, putting feelings to lyrics. He told me they were his way of "letting things bleed out" - to find relief. I knew what he meant when he said that ... after all I've wished to do just the same for as long as I know - I somehow do here.
Talking to him feels so very right ... someone who seems so very unhappy about this world but unafraid to accept this pain to stay himself ... just like me, it seems.
I don't know what it means, yet, but I truely feel for him ...
Monday, October 19, 2009
Friday, October 2, 2009
Fall
It was in fall I first met them ... both of them, though there were long years between those encounters. Now they're both "gone" - unreachable at least ... and every year when the days start to get shorter and darker there's this faint glimmer of hope that 'this year' fall will magically bring them back ...
It's just beginning to come back now - like the last year and the one before that - and you know what's funny? There's someone again ... someone feeling so similar. Sometimes I think my mind messes with the world - not the other way round ...
It's just beginning to come back now - like the last year and the one before that - and you know what's funny? There's someone again ... someone feeling so similar. Sometimes I think my mind messes with the world - not the other way round ...
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