It`s raining men…
June 6th, 2006 at 1:59pm
Shit happens. I know. But why do I have to be a witness ? Heading to school around 7 o`clock in the morning, on the 23 bus, as usual, just passing on the street, I saw the police, some doctors, and… pieces of brain and meat scattered all over the place, blood traces everywhere and a dead body just laying there, covered with a white cloth.
The old fellow just threw himself. *I can`t explain how I feel.* I wonder which of the 40000 reasons of a Romanian guy to kill himself made him do it. *I`ve been there many times before / I`ve tasted the cold steel of my life crashing down before me.*
The thing is I`m shocked of what I`ve seen, and I didn`t even see the whole picture, but Ioana (who came a little earlier), filled my imagination gaps with details about his undistinguishable head. *But these words / They can`t replace / The life you… / The life you waste.*
Before that happenend, the road to school was horror. I couldn`t hear or see anything, I guess I had the color of a fainting person. The feelings were mixing and the thoughts were sending shivers down my spine. Why ? *Well fuck them.* Why leave such a mess ? *And fuck her* Why leave everyone horrified ? *And fuck him* Why leave anyway ? *And fuck you / For not having enough strength in your heart to pull through.*
A short bark of a naughty dog near me brought me back to reality, after a sudden flinch of scare. My whole death philosophy is very weird, I`ll share it sometime… the main idea is that I`m scared like hell of that unavoidable moment. I only hope I won`t lose my minds like that poor grandpa laying dead today…
I`ve had doubts
I have failed
I`ve fucked up
I`ve had plans
Doesn`t mean
I should take
My life with
My own hands
I have failed
I`ve fucked up
I`ve had plans
Doesn`t mean
I should take
My life with
My own hands
Staind – Waste
Posted in apocalypse please
…and where are “za pictures” ??
This is so sad :\ and kinda scary. Sorry you had to see that.
That’s tragic. So many ways of dying and much more reasons. At least the man doesn’t have to worry anymore…about anything
Boyarul, you sadistic mothaf… I`mma shut up now, you`re a teacher
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Green, yeah, I`m sorry too. I think I`m over it now, just don`t mention it too often.
OldDeath, how do you know?
I`m still not dead to see if I can`t really feel anything afterwards. OK, this is part of that weird theory I`m supposed to tell you sometime… `Till then, nevermind me. 