Deleted member 10878
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Aug 30, 2000
- Messages
- 3,917
it's another sunday afternoon
the sun is shining wildly
on a cool autumns day..
i am stuck here.
inside this house..
inside this head..
i just want to run outside
throw my arms in the air screaming..
what a rush that would be?
make a divine zephyr would blast through
and carry me away to someplace new.
new people.
new inventions.
new culture.
its all petty yet necessary at the same time.
sometimes i just want to get naked
and sit and stare at the wall..
let the cool air tease my skin as it shrouds me.
sometimes i just like to do nothing at all.
how do you spend your sundays?
------------------
"There is nothing that will cure the senses but the soul, and nothing that will cure the soul but the senses" ~Oscar Wilde
the sun is shining wildly
on a cool autumns day..
i am stuck here.
inside this house..
inside this head..
i just want to run outside
throw my arms in the air screaming..
what a rush that would be?
make a divine zephyr would blast through
and carry me away to someplace new.
new people.
new inventions.
new culture.
its all petty yet necessary at the same time.
sometimes i just want to get naked
and sit and stare at the wall..
let the cool air tease my skin as it shrouds me.
sometimes i just like to do nothing at all.
how do you spend your sundays?
------------------
"There is nothing that will cure the senses but the soul, and nothing that will cure the soul but the senses" ~Oscar Wilde
