This was written when I was trying to sleep. You know how the moment your head touches the pillow, every minute detail of your day comes rushing at you? This is supposed to signify that. Also, Emma is being the absolute laziest person on earth, but I will try and convince her to post next week. Fair warning, on this website, two thirds of the posts will be mine (hehe right). Anyways….

This never ending train of thought
Enters the dark abyss
With screaming thoughts and wailing
A world I shall not miss

This tunnel full of memories
Love and lost goodbyes
Hidden jewels, fire and ice
Friendship lain out to die

So finally these twists and turns
Gently wind to a pause
The ghosts of past and present
All rests just as it was

I am sorry about the wait. I went to visit relatives for the weekend and couldn’t post. So…. here it is!

Like a giggle at a funeral
A robber at a banquet
I am out of place
Like a pimple on your perfect face

A fine dress at the market
A solitary rose in grass
I stick out from the crowd
A small crack in pristine glass

Like the last leaf of a bare tree
Like gray in a rainbow
I just don’t belong here
Like a smile in a puddle of woe