Friday, February 29, 2008

There are 581 ways to go crazy. There are 209 reasons to not go to work. There are 58 different was to cook a chicken. There are 5 ways I can fall asleep. It seems, I have a likelier chance of going crazy, not showing up to work, cook chicken a new way, and still never fall asleep.

Reason

You are the reason
I love
I cry
I smile
Today and forever
You are there
Around me
You are the reason
I can't keep my eyes off you
My eyes dream a dream looking at you
You are the reason
I dream
I dream about you
and I love
I cry
and I smile
Today and forever
You are the reason
my dreams never end
my dreams, they come true
they come true when I look at you
You are the reason
a dreamer's dream comes true
and I love
I love to dream about you
I cry
and I smile
and I dream about you
You are the reason
the tears fall
to the ground
drop by drop by drop
they fall
they fell
they fell when I fell
You are the reason
I dream
I dream about you
and I love
I love falling in love with you
I cry
and I smile
Today and forever
You are the reason.

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Dr B. Log's Office, Therapy Session Day 1

Insomnia,
its torchering me
I have not slept
stress?
stress.
work?
marriage?
yes, yes.
what will solve this?
quitting work,
and having a successful marriage.
hmm, are you sure quitting work will solve the stress and not create new stress?
maybe, but it sounds like a good idea to me.
atleast, I will have all day to sleep!
hmmm..
look, I just want a solution.
there are no solutions here.
great. why did I come here?

Oh longing heart

....where is he?
eventhough he stands before me, where is he?
he is looking right at me..but nothing.
oh what have I done?
what have I said?
why is this torment tormenting me more?
why is this feeling emptying my heart?
why...do...I....feel.....so...........sad?
I thought it was he who hurt me.
I thought it was he who could not decide.
I thought he loved me. Does he not?
I guess not.
.....he does not answer.

The
silence
is
my
answer.

I sigh,
what else can I do?
nothing.
cry,
be upset,
ask, "why, why, why? I thought you loved me. You made me believe. You made me take a chance. Was it all a lie? Why did you stand there...'with this ring'?"

...'with this ring'
...'with this ring'
...with this...
there was true love that I gave you, for I truely loved you.
and now you know not,
and now you sit there,
and now you stay silent.

where are you?
and where did you go?
when did you leave?

I guess that does not matter.

What does now?
I thought true love mattered.
I have been proven wrong.
I cannot stop the love I have for you,
but, alas, I cannot stay without love.

I do not want to leave.

I am lost,
I too feel hollow.....




....where have I gone?