save the tears

when the light of your life sighs
and love dies in your eyes
only then will i realize
what you mean to me.

take_me_away

a spider scratches my scattered face
i cannot longer look you in the eyes
i was blind
lies
scars
i must pay
please, just take me away...

yellow.

If you take someone's thoughts and feelings away, bit by bit, consistently, then they have nothing left except some gritty, gnawing, shitty little instinct down there, somewhere worming round the gut, but so far down, so hidden, it's impossible to be find. Imagine, if you will, a worldwide conspiracy to deny the existence of the color yellow. And whenever you saw yellow, they told you, no, that isn't yellow, what the fuck is yellow? Eventually whenever you saw yellow, you would say: that isn't yellow, course it isn't, blue or green or purple or... You'd say it, yes it is! it's yellow and become increasingly hysterical and then go quite berserk.

 

---- not mine.