koizora

i'd like to meet a boy like hiro. who is like a river and wants to be the sky. who'll frame a piece for the sky & wait for me. who'll never leave me, even when the sky takes him for his own. if only a boy like that existed.

strings

& i will wait, for nothing, for you

this

You lost the notion of belonging in a world without illusion. I lost myself in this reflection that I thought we both shared. I guess it was a mistake on my behalf, thinking it was something more. But in the end best friends is just a word, devoid of meaning without being. Its ironic how your whole world can be perceived as meaningless from the person you thought knew best. That which means the world to you is in the end a shallow hope, a rope that slowly tightens its hold around your neck. I think I’ll watch the world end without you, the night fall in solitude. And who really cares when the sky falls down, if there’s no one to save from the destruction. And best friends is just a word to drown you with.


:)

irvine

Everyday it’s the same clichéd advice.
Yet how can I be myself when
I don’t know who myself is?
I’m losing myself to the girl in the mirror
When all I have is a ntion of who I am;
A self description courtesy of the mirror
A self destruction courtesy of him
A notion of insecurity that threatens to destroy
The empire I’ve built, the walls that keep me safe
The comfort that helps me sleep at night.

And may I wake up tomorrow buried in these ruins
While my empire has fallen, the mirror has reigned
And may I never wake up, drowned in bliss.



i closed my eyes and followed delusion to wherever it took me;
the one time i let the walls down
was the last time i ever let him
let me down.

the end.