Saturday, January 12, 2008

the hour of the night

polaroids
pieces to remember me by
fragments of a shattered life
colect them and know why...

am I losing my mind
or am I the only thing that's normal?
I'm gazing with open eyes
while others just walk by ...

an other sleepless night
(to remember me by)
awake 'till the twilight...

the moon is keeping me awake
millions of stars staring at me
I feel their eyes on my back
reading my thoughts;
creeping into my mind
and as paranoia sets in
I see the sun rising
shining light on this godforsaken mess ...

take me along,
if just for a while
to lay down my head
'till the next daylight
and all is quiet.

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