Monday, 13 June 2011

the 100th post being:

I guess «Dream on, sucker!» is a really adequate sentence for me, but I'm hoping the person who said it to me didn't mean it that much.

Friday, 10 June 2011

What is that feeling?

What is that feeling, when you believe in something?
How do you describe it?
Is it like when you have a vivid dream
and then you wake up believing it was real?
Or is it more durable like an actual experience?

How does it feel exactly?
Does it hurt or does it shine inside you,
giving you some kind of eternal bliss?

My deficit for belief is rooted in my veins,
directly pumping to my heart,
poisoning it with disbelief.

So I'm hoping someone can tell me...
how does it feel when one believes.

Tuesday, 7 June 2011

help me if you can, I can't go on

I hate her, she's so stupid and cruel. I hate her! 


I wish I hadn't
survived when she fell, I wish I hadn't made it into this world.


I'm 
tired of surviving, all the time being a survivor sucks, it's awfully
painful and lonesome; and f*ck, it's just not good enough!


I want out
of this! I need it more than life!