daydreamer

erm i don't know why but i feel really chirpy and silly at the minute for no reason that i know of. it must be the stress relieving powers of goldfish and the fact that i am over tierd i am running off 2 hours sleep in the past 48 hours and am now thinking about going to bed. But at the same time i don't want to go. i think i should though.

ok so i realise i am probably blagging everybodies heads at present i'm sorry it is what severe lack of sleep does to you so sorry

a poem for you all

I cry myself to sleep tonight,
Thinking of a memory i wish could be forgotten,
Everyday reminds me, it haunts me,
Like a ghost searching for it's home.

I'm there for them i listen,
I offer them advice,
The tables turn, they run away,
The story of my life.

They look straight through me,
Can they see me?
Can they hear me?
Am I really here at all?

Oh how I long for somebody to talk to,
Somebody who understands why i cry,
Oh how I long for somebody to hold me,
To make this pain subside.

The image it destroys me,
The flashbacks kill my soul,
Slowly I am fading,
Being swallowed by my past,
It's Goal!!

Ta Ta For Now