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I opened my eyes, last night, and saw you in the low light
Walking by the bay, on the shore
Staring up at the planes that aren't there anymore
You happened to look, and see, the tunnels all around me
Running into the dark underground

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

I feel sad and negative. But it's not for myself. It's for my brother. I wonder what have the circumstances done to him.

I feel that he's grossly underpriviledged compared to me, compared to my brother. He always has this part missing, this bit that isn't there, but that bit more or less exists in me.

I didn't give him more, I didn't pull him away. I let him sink, and now he's sunk.

I'm trying to make amends, but it's far too late. It's akin to saving a sunken ship, only with the inverted hull in sight. He's gonna sink whatever I do.

He's gonna sink anyway.