[koizumi]

and also another one from me, written when i was so depressed:


Rainy Sunday

it's like being in prison
when you're stuck in a room
four walls
coming towards
you
as you are suffering
some loneliness.
with every single minute passing
you feel like getting breathless.

it's like being in hell
when you're away from your loved ones
caring less and less
about your responsibilities
everyday
a little less
all these things i've just mentioned about.
i know there is something wrong
with me
but i can't find a way to figure it out.

it's like being in heaven
when you're with him.
all those kisses and hugs
all those words that fly around
make a smile stuck on your face.
no matter what
you can't get it off.
face goes wet
times get tough
still having strength
as you hold hands a little tighter
and hug a little stronger
what's taken away is just your breath.

it's like being derailed
being far from where you actually belong to
when it all feels so wrong
on a rainy sunday
when you're far, far, far away
from where you belong to
from him
from your responsibilities..
stuck in a room
and when all your weird thoughts
make you write some nonsense
when you let down your defence
on a rainy sunday.

-K.