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~Eoin's Journal~
greenmilkweed
~Sometimes life seems too quiet. . . Into paralyzing silence, Like the moonless dark meant to make me strong. . . ::Familiar breaht of my old lies, Changed the color in my eyes. . . Soon he will perforate the fabric of the peaceful, by and by. . . Sorrow lasts through this night, I'll take this piece of him and hold for all eternity. . . For just one second I felt whole, as he flew right through me. . . Left alone with only reflections of the memory To face the ugly girl that's smothering me. . . Sitting closer than my pain, he knew each tear before it came. *You see a smothered, blurry splotch ruining some words, leaving drab ink.* :: :: ::Sometimes I'm a selfish fake, You're always a true friend. I don't deserve you,  Because I'm not there for you. . . Please forgive me, again. . . *You see another blotch of blurry ink and words on the paper, caused by a tear.* :: I wan't to be there for you, someone you can come to. . . Swirling shades of blue. . . Runs deepar than my bones. . . Slow dancing in his eyes, Sun kisses the earth and I hush my urge to cry. . . *Again, you see another blotch of blurry ink on the paper.* :: ::Because I hear the whispered words, In his masterpiece beautiful. . . 'I love you, too. . .' I want to be there for you, and be someone you can come to. . . The love runs deeper than my bones, I want to be there for you. . . :: *You see a few places in the knotting of the book, where paper has been torn out* I've been inspired. . . In the dark, oh in the dark. . . I hide myself, in the dark, in the dark. . . My flaws hide well here. . . Now I am mute, despite myself. . . Now all of them are gone. . . The silence overtakes me. . . The idle words forsake me. And I am left to face me. Now I'm held accountable, for every idle word. . . Curse the idle words! Forsaken here, by the dark. . . By the dark. . . *You see a place in the knotting where pages have been ripped out.* ::I saw the queen, Swam out below her star. . . Unseen beneath. Though I lifted up my hands to her, She never lifted me! Oh, Something's missing in me. . . I felt it deep within me,  as lovers left me to bleed, alone. . . ::Down here. . . Love wasn't meant to be. . . It wasn't meant to be. . . Love is vanity, it wasn't meant to be. . . Underneath the sun. . . It wasn't meant to be, All is vanity. . . :: *More pages are ripped out, leaving scars of tearing* :: . . . About how my heart was broken, hammers fall on all the pieces. . . I'm glad for one day of comfort, because I have suffered. . . :: *The next pages are scribbled in an unneat manner, non readable.*