December 30, 2007

Dead

Closing time,
How easily could you forget?
Wished nothing mattered,
But wishes never come true.
It was known, the end was close,
The moment comes to an end,
After all the gloomy nights, the silence…
Never asked to wait for you
When you come back, half dead
Nor cry day after day
About a lost generation.
Promises won’t be remembered,
Even though they weren’t made.
You are forgiven,
Eventually
Forgotten

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

You're right..wishes never do come true, though I wish they did.

Karma said...

Thanks for reminding me that I'm not the only person in the world. I feel better after a day's rest.

You rock!

Karma said...

Happy Thursday!

Karma said...

Sorry to hear about the Stanford/UCLA deal. Sometimes you wish that things would just go the way you want them to. If only, if only.

You're right, pizza is a good thing. What was I thinking?

Happy Friday!