Tuesday, May 24, 2011

life is something to do when you can't always go to sleep

the plan was to make it right. so where's all gone?

instead of being happy for another sunrise, each days seems like another hole carved into my chest. how far will you go, until there's nothing left there? hearing about the carved hole, a mighty rock also made a home out of your neck, reminding you she's live each time you cry. what are you building here?

you wish you could have 150e to just walk away for 96 hours, feeling like 667 km are just around the corner. garibaldi or oktogon is so close, that you can feel it into your lungs.

is anybody else building something?


Alyce said...

Your blog is so gorgeous! I love this photo!

xx Alyce

Ioana Liliana said...

I'm always trying to build something, but life has a funny way of . . well, getting in the way.