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locus_ofcontro) wrote2004-08-24 12:20 pm
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Random Snippets of distraction
Don't bother with this... it's just catharsis
wandering dark and wandering lost, feelings torn up inside
I'm looking and looking to find the light that walked so slowly by my side
wasted time, wasted dreams, emotions all atangle
old memories, old words so heavy and so loud
the tears aren't here, that's not what it's about
the revelations so dear and desparate to get out
the desire to capture and hold the fleeting thoughts
what do I need to do to hold the reminder's here. to always
remember the things about me I hold dear.
The subtle, the loud, the harsh and the tame, there are
things to find to create just the same
find the magic button, the symbol to keep me here
quiet the habits ingrained for so many years
the person I've been - the skin so uncomfortable, how to bring out the happy
content, impossible
patience I tell myself, it'll all fade away - move on, grow up, find people to help it stay...
I look for the patterns within my own disguise, I wonder and wander through memories
and through time.
bah...babbling words, no rhyme, or meter to them... freeform poetry,...
I'm out of practice.... time to find out how much something costs.
wandering dark and wandering lost, feelings torn up inside
I'm looking and looking to find the light that walked so slowly by my side
wasted time, wasted dreams, emotions all atangle
old memories, old words so heavy and so loud
the tears aren't here, that's not what it's about
the revelations so dear and desparate to get out
the desire to capture and hold the fleeting thoughts
what do I need to do to hold the reminder's here. to always
remember the things about me I hold dear.
The subtle, the loud, the harsh and the tame, there are
things to find to create just the same
find the magic button, the symbol to keep me here
quiet the habits ingrained for so many years
the person I've been - the skin so uncomfortable, how to bring out the happy
content, impossible
patience I tell myself, it'll all fade away - move on, grow up, find people to help it stay...
I look for the patterns within my own disguise, I wonder and wander through memories
and through time.
bah...babbling words, no rhyme, or meter to them... freeform poetry,...
I'm out of practice.... time to find out how much something costs.