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klarchen
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And this is how it is. To be sitting in this room. With four walls, a piano, And a glass of water. And this is what it is like. To be rehearsing what I want to say to you. Over and over again, this fading song. If you could hear its truth, you would know. And this is what I know. I know that the sound will live in that echoing place inside of me until I see you again. When our eyes focus, that song will tell the truth as it bursts forth. And the silence will be broken. And this desolatness will break.
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kk
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it is ok now.
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moonshine
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I want to run around the desert like a naked banshee
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desolate = my mind without the thoughts of you ~
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is I, because I have nothing. I HATE BEING SKINNIER THAN A GIRL AND TALLER THAN EVERYONE.
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stardust
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Desolate is someone who refuses to go out into the world and find what they need to bring them out of desolation.
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or someone who goes out and seeks but never finds. someone who reaches out but whose grasp is never met or is recoiled from someone who never manages to break through that glass ceiling of being seen as expendable or insignificant
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desolate is when the ones who gave you life tell you to your face that you were never wanted and nothing you can say or do could ever change the way they feel its when you realize that the excuses you made for them (they didn't know, they were naive) aren't true at all they never were and the reason you got hurt is simply that they didn't care enough to protect you and desolation is when you truly know what love is because you've seen what it is not and you finally understand that your concept of love and family and warmth isn't warped at all it's your family that is desolate is when the roots of your life are ripped from your chest leaving a hole that you must fill with screaming naked truth that forces you to realize that you have nothing and can change nothing and no one and it is then and only then that you discover that desolate really means that your life has come back to the beginning of all things you are naught but prepared soil richly fertilized with ashes, tears, and shit churned and sifted put to the heat and purified shaped, smoothed and waiting at long last for YOU to plant your own seed.
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oldephebe
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ineffably equisite song of harrow ..broke my heart to read this
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oldephebe
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yeah..and as i read this again..i'm seared, impaled upon every striated syllable, such naked and arresting desolation..dark wonder..i cannot escape its throe..unbelievable KT - you got skills brah ...
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sigma
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Cold, lonely, wiped away, empty. Dark, winds sweeping over a desert made of hard ground and rocks and stormy skies. That's the sort of image this word conjures up. Is it an emotion? It can be...an extreme grief so consuming that the signs are mild. Calm, lack of smiles, staring, but no tears or wailing. It used to be that little things would fly me into a rage, and without knowing me, I am often told to grow up. I am young, I suppose, but in some ways often old- and I'm sitting on a razorblade, sliding as I tilt, wondering if I will be better than what I was or fall back into a wasteland of emotion and broken dreams.
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unhinged
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what if this lonely life is all i'll ever have?
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what's it to you?
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