Somewhere Only We Know

ashes

noreply@blogger.com (lizzie) — Wed, 20 Oct 2010 10:20:00 +0000

I hate how these neurons fire in my head

All this electricity that divides you and me

To leave or hold on?

All this electricity that brings us to this point

Unspoken yet felt

All this electricity that makes me glow

Do you ever wonder is it me shining or burning to ashes?

you~

noreply@blogger.com (lizzie) — Sat, 02 Oct 2010 08:40:00 +0000

Love is watching someone die
So whose gonna watch you die?

What Sarah said~

sandpaper

noreply@blogger.com (lizzie) — Wed, 08 Sep 2010 18:37:00 +0000

There are sounds in your head
And little voices telling you all
But you never pay attention
You never stop to listen
You run and run
Human race.

And at some point it all turns to ashes
You don't mean anything neither do I

This damn itch.

sometimes I really miss you.

noreply@blogger.com (lizzie) — Tue, 07 Sep 2010 17:41:00 +0000

noreply@blogger.com (lizzie) — Thu, 02 Sep 2010 15:48:00 +0000

I like to see people reunited, I like to see people run to each other, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can't tell fast enough, the ears that aren't big enough, the eyes that can't take in all of the change, I like the bringing together, the hugging, the end of missing someone. Jonathan Safran Foer ~

possessing your secrets

noreply@blogger.com (lizzie) — Tue, 31 Aug 2010 15:16:00 +0000

There might be days when I can go on without you and sound like a girl who never heard of broken hearts and happily never afters, yet on others she wants it all back and wants her
forevers to last.

The last song which echoes

noreply@blogger.com (lizzie) — Sat, 28 Aug 2010 16:39:00 +0000

There are things in my head which I am not sure words exist to explain or I simply have lost the way of explaining. It's not easy being the glue. Funny? Yea it is.

Oh I am stupid too.

LOL :P

noreply@blogger.com (lizzie) — Sat, 28 Aug 2010 16:17:00 +0000

The way we get by

noreply@blogger.com (lizzie) — Wed, 25 Aug 2010 19:11:00 +0000

Four years :) ♥
un til jun e - You do
♫

If only I could see the way you do~

noreply@blogger.com (lizzie) — Wed, 25 Aug 2010 18:56:00 +0000

There are moments in life when we move ahead of what we actually are.

sprinkles of hope tainted with uncertain love.
We all move on

Remission

noreply@blogger.com (lizzie) — Wed, 25 Aug 2010 18:48:00 +0000

Something happened to my account and I was unable to access. Anyways I am back with a blank mind yet an urge to pour out everything out, let's see how it goes..

leap

noreply@blogger.com (lizzie) — Mon, 21 Jun 2010 18:27:00 +0000

So here I am trying to grip on the writing once I loved to do. I am going through such a weird phase of my life and its funny because it doesn't feel like that I am living my own life. It is quite good believe me it is quite better than what it was but you know that darkest black fear sits in the corner of your heart and comes out in the silent moments when no one notices and lurks around me,sneering telling me I can't possibly make a safe escape from this life. Dread , anticipation it sits right next to me all the time. I need to do a lot of things and I am working on this part. I want to jump ten years from now and see what's there in store for me whether I am even here or not.

Pipeline

noreply@blogger.com (lizzie) — Mon, 14 Jun 2010 17:59:00 +0000

You know when you keep running and running spinning in circles. Its been too long for me now, more like this is what I have actually become. In the long run I have given up a lot and side by side learned hell of new things. I have learned how it feels to have your heart filled with so much peace that it is hard for you to believe whether you are living a dream or a reality. But then reality hits you telling like a chronic illness that I am still here you can take a break to have a breath but I am still here. I close my eyes lay down and try to stop all the thoughts and live in the moment I guess if you keep on doing this you become a pro at it..Is it the right way to live your life? I used to be realistic but then that did make me sad a lot more often..Is it going to hit really hard when I wake up? How do you give up so easily when you could have it? Is the right always wrong or the wrong seems right? Heart has its on alibis and its own words which no one can understand.I have screwed many things which I might not ever be able to fix but were they meant to be fixed? Was it worth it? I might have let things pass unheard I might have things which needed my emotion to put into it but still the question remains. Maybe that's how we humans are made,full of questions. Always short on answers. anyways.

decide

noreply@blogger.com (lizzie) — Mon, 31 May 2010 07:31:00 +0000

requirement

noreply@blogger.com (lizzie) — Sun, 16 May 2010 06:58:00 +0000

I want two pairs of nice sandals
I want clutchers
I want an ipod
I want somebody who is ok with my emotions and loves me madly
I want a gulab jaman
I want to run very fast on an empty wet road
I want to quit everything and lie in my bed forever
I want to runaway even if everyone thinks I am a coward

edges

noreply@blogger.com (lizzie) — Sat, 01 May 2010 17:18:00 +0000

We never get to share clean breaks.
One of us is left with more loss.

♪In the sun-michael stipe & chris martin♪

break

noreply@blogger.com (lizzie) — Fri, 30 Apr 2010 13:21:00 +0000

every once in a while do take time and ask yourself what's eating you inside?

noreply@blogger.com (lizzie) — Sat, 17 Apr 2010 17:59:00 +0000

Even though you are retarded and irritate the hell out of me still you are the best thing that happened to me last year so thanks for being born and staying alive till now :P

Happy Twenty :)

noreply@blogger.com (lizzie) — Fri, 09 Apr 2010 16:27:00 +0000

I feel this
big
empty
ridiculous
void in my head
and I can't seem to find my
heart.

Kick-Start

noreply@blogger.com (lizzie) — Fri, 09 Apr 2010 13:42:00 +0000

As ilu said (improvising) I need a kick of caffeine and a piece of mind to get back on track :P Lord help me :p

Unravel

noreply@blogger.com (lizzie) — Fri, 02 Apr 2010 08:43:00 +0000

I stare at this blank screen trying to choose the right amount words not less not more just the proper ounces of words to relieve this emotion. I change things I change the side of bed on which i sleep. I change the whole look in my cell. I change the way i look everyday. Here i go changing the whole feel of this place and many other changes so that i can get rid of this emotion. Desperate attempts we all make everyday right?

Scar

noreply@blogger.com (lizzie) — Wed, 24 Mar 2010 16:00:00 +0000

When you are cut you wait for the wound to heal. The pink gash and then it turns to brown. Later it itches and sometimes you want to peal of the new cover of skin that has formed to fill in the broken part. I itch beneath this new patch of mine. I want to sit and think through all the pain I have been denying and burying it beneath the covers. Maybe that way I might feel they way I want to and stop this restless heart of mine from hurting my ribs.

Complicate

noreply@blogger.com (lizzie) — Tue, 23 Mar 2010 14:28:00 +0000

Listening to stupid songs
Laughing at nothing-meant-to-be-laughed-at
eating sugar to get high
it all works for sometime. Some time.

Tangle

noreply@blogger.com (lizzie) — Tue, 16 Mar 2010 17:27:00 +0000

When we were young it was lot easier. Nothing had to have a reason and logic tagged to it. Things get a lot more complicated as we grow old and a whole new level of thoughts and emotions to deal with and to make peace with. Sometimes taking a single day and living it is easy but not always you need something to hold onto. I bet it is not easy it is not at all easy.

I don't know your thoughts these days
we are strangers in an empty space
I don't understand your heart
Its easier to be apart
We might as well be strangers-Keane

Taste

noreply@blogger.com (lizzie) — Thu, 11 Mar 2010 14:37:00 +0000

Stories of time
untold
Words held on the tongue
Sweet like honey
twinkling like shades of amber
but with an aftertaste of bitterness