What madness taken hold of my heart?

In this lullaby.


There was a time when men were kind, and their voices were soft and their words inviting
There was a time when love was blind
And the world was a song, and the song was exciting
There was a time
Then it all went wrong

I dreamed a dream in time gone by...when hope was high and life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraid and dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung, no wine untasted

But the tigers come at night..with their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hope apart, and they turn your dream to shame

He slept a autumn by my side, he filled my days with endless wonder
He took my childhood in his stride..But he was gone when winter came

And still I dream he'll come to me...that we will live the years together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weather

I had a dream my life would be so different from this hell I'm living, so different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.


I am a mountaineer.

[It was our technicolour phase]

All I can say is ..I love you?

[...Could've Only Just Begun, But It's Over Now

If he knew my shame.. Would he still hold my hand?
it's all tears and deaths.
But I have to mention I'm not exactly poofed up and happy either.

my advice is lift your head up high
and trust me you'll someday make it through the rain

(even if its a blizzard or hailing like hell)

OH and Dad get away from the computer. I know you're looking over my shouder!!!!!

To escape the feeling that you are lost and can't be found.

[There’s an anchor that’s pulling on my heart, and it’s deep in the water but it can’t take me down.  Tracin’ faces with fingers and we’re just the same as we were, just our eyes never found what I see now, that my feet are on the ground. By the way, you're on my mind. And here comes the night pulling puppet strings on my heart again, shows me all of this time I’ve been blind to this waking life. Now I...see it everywhere. By the way, it's still you on my mind.]

Now it's like a fairy tale without a happy ending

I never tought I would say this,
BUT Daniel,  I'm sorry I ever wrote that blog. 

              : )     
No, actually I'm not sorry for writing it. .. because it was a way to get my feelings out.. I barely meant any of the things I wrote. BUT yaaa..

HEY! WAIT! I've Got A New Complaint.

my friend, Dexi Boo.
She is scene. She is cool.
Btw this isnt Rach writing, its dexi herself.
But yah Dexi is awesome.
She is scene.
She says Rachel doesnt have a particular sense of style.
that she is a 'everything'
that she is a 'wemo'
that she is what we call a 'forever changing'

Dexi wears green pants
"Why would you wear green pants to a disco.. you'd get kicked out."

Nev and Raay.  Weirdos for life
"KURTY COME OUT COME OUT WHEREVER YOU ARE, you dont have to .. because we arent worthy of your attention because you're awesome.. but still come from the dead. WE LOVE YOU"

Please this is a random post. don't bother.

Like looking through a fogged mirror.

I was bored.

Dear Simi,
Control yourself
Take only what you need from it
A family of trees wanted
To be haunted

The water is warm
But it’s sending me shivers
A baby is born
Crying out for attention

The memories fade
Like looking through a fogged mirror
Decision to decisions are made
And not bought,
But I thought this wouldn’t hurt a lot.
I guess not

This dead end life.
  At school, My friend asked:
                                 "If you had ONE bullet.. WHO would you shoot?"

 And I literally struggled to answer it.. I mean there are people who stress me out everday. And at times I just feel like squashing them. :D  
BUT those people made me who I am and without them.. I probably wouldnt be who I am today. No matter how happy I would be if they died.. I would never trade that for myself, me. Who I am. 


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