Three songs-moods-stories

Posted by SgtPepper | Posted in , | Posted on Sunday, January 04, 2009

I have a secret not the sort of secret you tell in a truth/punishment-bottle-kinda-game but the kind of secret that hunts. That makes you wake up sweating in the middle of the night.
It’s always there, always present. People walk around not knowing, so calmed so innocently naïve. I can’t stand it, it’s so warring, I know they’ll find out, and sometimes I cry about it, NO ONE CAN EVER FIND OUT. Everyone’s so close to open the door, to break down the door, I hear them coming, I hide.

Sit. Take the coffee. Forget it. Read a bit. Take the coin and play with it. Look out the window. Sit. Stand up. Get out of the house. See the sky. Sit in the street. Cry. Breathe profoundly. Close your eyes. Think about not knowing what you cry about. Lift your arms. Hugh the sky. Breathe deeply. Stop.

You’re running down the street you know, and you try to imagine it is a place you’ve never been. Keep going and think none knows you. A couple of people say hi to you, but you just keep running, each time faster, and faster, and faster.

Tranquilize Twin Peaks Intro How it Ends

[ Mrs. K i t e ]
a playlist, three songs

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