He has an invisible mate who accompanies him
For better or worse
The mate speaks sense to him
Whispering, shouting, sharing
Split -
You never stop saying those things
Over and over again
Those things do not make sense
Clanging, banging, ticking
Compulsion -
I look out
Scenes captured
Distorted pictures formed
Wild imagination, obsessive thoughts
Rationality
Fight in battles
Blood boils, heart beats
I try to look sane
My shadow - a lunatic
S c a t t e r e d
Sunday, October 30, 2005
Saturday, October 29, 2005
輕閉雙眼,開始我的童話
白色的小屋
外面是常藍的天空
也有白色的雲
微微的涼風
帶著草香
不遠處可看見無際的海
我就站在小屋的門檻處
屋內是簡單的傢俱
最愛是那深啡色的木桌
坐在那可隨心寫
再望向那片草原時
你已躺在那裏
享受著我們的天地
外面是常藍的天空
也有白色的雲
微微的涼風
帶著草香
不遠處可看見無際的海
我就站在小屋的門檻處
屋內是簡單的傢俱
最愛是那深啡色的木桌
坐在那可隨心寫
再望向那片草原時
你已躺在那裏
享受著我們的天地
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
Saturday, October 22, 2005
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