Every car looks the same,
It’s time to go.
Breathing trees,
How lovely to see,
Can I touch them?
No.
Locked in, Locked up,
Doors without keys,
Beds without sheets,
Pull on the curtain that encloses me.
Kept alive but no machines,
Three shadows is all you see,
One hall, one sound,
Screams.
We like to stay unseen.
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Curtain
Maybe it’s okay to be yourself where you come from. Maybe it’s okay to be cursed. Maybe it’s okay to be someone like me.
But here? There is no maybe. There is no okay. There is no me to be.
My life from the beginning was merely a messed up play. The curtain dropped after many acts, thus ending the play in all its appalling drama.
Why is it so hard for me to let people in? Why do I put on a mask and hide my emotions? I can almost feel a curtain come down, blocking my soul from whoever may be there.
I just don’t know what to do. I feel stuck,trapped oddly enough by my family. My husband has too much at work, and I don’t know how my kids would handle me having a second stay in the hospital in one year. That’s why the permanent solution keeps rolling around in my brain. Just be done with all of this. There’s a […]
What is it, exactly?
Who is this great and mighty wizard behind the curtain that we should not pay attention to?
What is his/her objective; his/her goal; his/her agenda for creating and maintaining this website?
I have an itch and it just ain’t getting scratched, so I figure I aught to scratch it myself.
I have seen speculation that this site exists as a college thesis project; others speculate it is some sort of psychological experiment. I think the truth is often not very obvious, but it is still truth, independent of any speculation and opining.
I hope it isn’t out-of-line for me to post this. If so, I apologize. […]
Dear people,
I want to excuse myself for my English. I’m from the Netherlands so it isn’t very good.
The reason why I wanted to post something on the site is because I wanted to share something with you guys. I know that life can be difficult and harsh, and that you can feel very lonely in the sad world we all helped to create. But I learned something that changed my life. Your life is the most beautifull thing in the world, even if you can not feel it right now. It is like we all have a curtain before our eyes that blinds us to see […]
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
“ ’Tis some visiter,†I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door —
Only this, and nothing more.â€
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; — vainly I had tried to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore —
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore […]
So I guess it’s goodbye brother, goodbye rock and roll.
Guess it’s goodbye to the only life I know.
It’s a shame you couldn’t just say you were hurting,
I’ll see you on the other side of the curtain.
Everytime I listen to/sing to this song I feel like such a hypocrite because I never say when I’m hurting. But at the same time, I don’t think I’m ever going to change.