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by larysays
30 Aug
one of these days.
I am sorry to interrupt
but today i just feel pretty fucked up
nothing is right though nothing goes wrong
feeling weak though looking strong
turning thoughts over, again and again
stop at the beginning , start at the end
can’t comprehend, just can’t seem to find
the thing that keeps messing with my mind
I even went to church, thought I’ll give it a try
and God might light me up, if I just swing by…
I kinda knew it doesn’t work that way, it can’t
it’s just that his fanclub I can’t stand
and usually I trust in his spirit within and never worry
but anyway thats another story
I also tried to write it down, looked at it from every angle
but even that didn’t help me to untangle
the thoughts that cause this melancholy
somewhere deep inside of me
well I think I just should go and see
the people who make me
the two or three
if that doesnt help to get me straight
I might as well go out and get layed
but whatever…. I already feel better, now that that’s off my chest
at the end of the day the reason might not even matter
sometimes ….
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by larysays
24 Nov
letting go.
They say if you love something you’ve got to let it go
and if it comes back then it means so much more
but if it never does, at least you will know
that it was something you had to go through to grow
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by larysays
13 Nov
I never saw that movie.
“Never love a wild thing, Mr. Bell,’ Holly advised him.’That was Doc’s mistake. He was always lugging home wild things. A hawk with a hurt wing. One time it was a full-grown bobcat with a broken leg. But you can’t give your heart to a wild thing: the more you do, the stronger they get. Until they’re strong enough to run into the woods. Or fly into a tree. Then a taller tree. Then the sky. That’s how you’ll end up, Mr. Bell. If you let yourself love a wild thing. You’ll end up looking at the sky.”
Truman Capote (Breakfast at Tiffany’s)
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