I guess this is my farewell post.
Just wrote this a few minutes ago, dedicated to Sirius.
But as most of you know by now I'm off to see family for a week and won't be posting till the tenth or eleventh of August.
So I guess I'll see you then!
This made me wish for the old days
Back when I didn't know
That strong hearts could be broken
And that good things come and go
This made me a bit more broken
Underneath my "uncaring" shell
You once gave cause for a little more hopin'
You took my life a little further from hell.
My night sky's so much darker
Without your guiding light
I bitterly take another swig
And watch as the black dove takes flight
It's like walking underwater
The world's numb and pain is everything
Through this damned city all day I wander
But I can't notice anything
You were my only "real" thing
Far off, then I could love
I watch the motion of an abandoned swing
And stare, listless, at stars above
Each day from wake to slumber
And even in dreams, through my head,
These dumb words, they clumsily blunder
These things I should have said.
dedicated to Sirius Black, long may he live on in all of our hearts
copyright 2003 Caitlyn Spencer
*sigh*
So yeah, I'm leaving on an upbeat note. .o
-leaving me-
Just wrote this a few minutes ago, dedicated to Sirius.
But as most of you know by now I'm off to see family for a week and won't be posting till the tenth or eleventh of August.
So I guess I'll see you then!
This made me wish for the old days
Back when I didn't know
That strong hearts could be broken
And that good things come and go
This made me a bit more broken
Underneath my "uncaring" shell
You once gave cause for a little more hopin'
You took my life a little further from hell.
My night sky's so much darker
Without your guiding light
I bitterly take another swig
And watch as the black dove takes flight
It's like walking underwater
The world's numb and pain is everything
Through this damned city all day I wander
But I can't notice anything
You were my only "real" thing
Far off, then I could love
I watch the motion of an abandoned swing
And stare, listless, at stars above
Each day from wake to slumber
And even in dreams, through my head,
These dumb words, they clumsily blunder
These things I should have said.
dedicated to Sirius Black, long may he live on in all of our hearts
copyright 2003 Caitlyn Spencer
*sigh*
So yeah, I'm leaving on an upbeat note. .o
-leaving me-
