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Fightstar - Palahniuk’s Laughter
I’m not in your house,But not in your head,You’re not even listening.It’s so hard to know
When you’re not scared.
Please don’t help me,Please don’t hate me.
Stop putting me down,Coz I won’t ever understand.I see it in your eyesI see it in your mind.
I’m trying not to speak,Coz you can’t hear my voice,Nothing seems familiar here.
On the other side Of this town.
Please don’t help me,Please don’t help me.
Stop putting me down,Coz I won’t ever understand.I see it in your eyes,I see it in your mind.
Hold On..Hold On..
If I see this all again,I’ll try to take my time,I wonder how fast you could try.
All this time I thought you knewAll this time I thought you knew.
Smokey would have been running his lungs out by now; had not he met his premature death in October 2004. I cried, believe it or not all night and for once such loss made me give a s*** about something. I cared deeply and couldn’t quite comprehend why my loving, adorable and joy of my life kitten was taken away from me. That night, before i went to bed, you came crawling unto my lap; quietly tucking your soft and weak figure under my arms. It was quite a surreal moment, and yet there was a strange feeling of eeriness veiling the silence that came with it. You were subdued, without your usual mew for attention. It was as if you were trying to hide your tears from your ignorant master. Tears of sorrow and regret which was beyond comprehension of the cold heart of a man. So cold that i was prepared to unhold you even though it was not a minute enough to say even a meaningful goodbye.
You slept in your bed and i slept in mine; the difference being, god loves you more than He did of me…………..
"Men are disturbed not by
things, but the views they take of them" - Epictetus
