the yakuk

Arlington Heights, Illinois, United States
...a dot in this world who dreams to change it...

Friday, August 8, 2008

I Dont Want To Talk About It

how does one define 'sadness'?
a door closed and keyless
a smile without a bliss
a touch of lips that's not a kiss

seems like a memory without a sound
like riding a train that's not homeward bound
feels like watching raindrops touch the ground
a mute sound of leaves falling around

it feels like walking a hundred miles home
in winter, cold and alone
watching reflections on a rusty chrome
in the middle of an empty astrodome


"I dont want to talk about it, how you broke my heart.
If I stay here just a little bit longer,
If I stay here, wont you listen to my heart, whoa, heart?"


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