March 2012
6 posts
“And I have found both freedom and safety in my madness; the freedom of...”
– Khalil Gibran
Dreams
as I have said before (in life and in previous posts) I’m over love. I’m just not into it and have no real interest in being in love. However. Last night I had a dream. I usually don’t get hung up on dreams and shake them off, but I think I saw the literal man of my dreams. It stirred something inside of me. (not THAT kind of dream) He was so hot and awesome and it was a dream...
-Alone-
Lying, thinking
Last night
How to find my soul a home
Where water is not thirsty
And bread loaf is not stone
I came up with one thing
And I don’t believe I’m wrong
That nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.
Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.
There are some millionaires
With money they can’t use
Their wives run round...
