Cosmic Mist
Bluelighter
I'm walking away. That's right... crossing the road, avoiding cars, all the usual stuff... I'm running.
Running.
Running.
*
I'm in my car now, and as a do a u-turn over double white lines on a double demerit long weekend outside a police station one of the saddest songs comes on the radio and i turn it up as loud as my puny car stereo will permit.
I'm stopped at traffic lights, and a taxi has pulled up next to me. He revs his engine, and i rev mine. I'm not going to let that bastard pull out before me. I don't care if he has a penis, i am going to drive when the light turns green, and pull away from him, away from this moment... away from everything...
..but he is fast, and holds my pace, sitting tight on the speed limit. Bastard. Why are people such bastards??
As i let him pull away, the power and fury of the music return and i am overcome by emotion. Suddenly it's all too much.
*
I can't see a fucking thing. My sight is all blurry, my hands shakey. I can't control the wheel, and changing gears has become all the more complex. My face is wet with emotion i have not felt in years, and no one is here to comfort me. Not a single person.
*
I am alone. Naked infront of the computer. I cry and cry and cry. I bleed my soul for she that has left my life, again. I leak to the streets and become a mess, lying vulnerable in the middle of the road. How could she come into my life and then so cruelly leave?
*
I love you, more than words can say. We were perfect for each other but you live in your rainy city in a hazy victorian dream, far from the hussle and bussle of my lonely word. With each breath i take, i miss you. WIth each word i utter, i think of you. WIth each twisted facial expression i scream in misery and rage...
WHy is life so cruel? You're the only one i want, but i can never have you again...
Running.
Running.
*
I'm in my car now, and as a do a u-turn over double white lines on a double demerit long weekend outside a police station one of the saddest songs comes on the radio and i turn it up as loud as my puny car stereo will permit.
I'm stopped at traffic lights, and a taxi has pulled up next to me. He revs his engine, and i rev mine. I'm not going to let that bastard pull out before me. I don't care if he has a penis, i am going to drive when the light turns green, and pull away from him, away from this moment... away from everything...
..but he is fast, and holds my pace, sitting tight on the speed limit. Bastard. Why are people such bastards??
As i let him pull away, the power and fury of the music return and i am overcome by emotion. Suddenly it's all too much.
*
I can't see a fucking thing. My sight is all blurry, my hands shakey. I can't control the wheel, and changing gears has become all the more complex. My face is wet with emotion i have not felt in years, and no one is here to comfort me. Not a single person.
*
I am alone. Naked infront of the computer. I cry and cry and cry. I bleed my soul for she that has left my life, again. I leak to the streets and become a mess, lying vulnerable in the middle of the road. How could she come into my life and then so cruelly leave?
*
I love you, more than words can say. We were perfect for each other but you live in your rainy city in a hazy victorian dream, far from the hussle and bussle of my lonely word. With each breath i take, i miss you. WIth each word i utter, i think of you. WIth each twisted facial expression i scream in misery and rage...
WHy is life so cruel? You're the only one i want, but i can never have you again...
